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The Lines of Justice Drawn
Once I saw, father was drawing a cave of the Altamira. Still, there is so much light in this darkness! He said. I saw a bison was emerging with the drawing-line And more to follow In an unknown cave in northern Spain, I could see the wonder of a constellation. You never went to the Altamira caves. But now you can see He Pulled my hands and painted red And pressed on the wall of the cave. My hand-prints were Like countless primitive humans As if hematite started flowing within mine An indomitable wild smell around Wild animals roamed freely but in herds. In the forest and on the wet ground In reality, I was alone and victimized If ever by landslides The cave path was closed Yet here everyone was allied Humans and wildlife, humans and others! Then suddenly I saw A divine triangular light had fallen on his eyes I thought that father was Jesus Himself The church bells started ringing like a dream.
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