Ce Cani Poet Blank verse

The Church

This place functions on it own 
The people outside 
Looks at it with different eyes 
Logic happens to them 
Philosophy also happens 

This place is boxed up with a certain thinking 
The world is not correct on how things appear before this place 
History has eyes so bright for you to see 
Time has evolved for so long that centuries and circles are filled with painted writings 

History knows the deepness of a river and how dark ships navigated through the souls of men 
History knows the beginning and the end of all the papers bound into one 

This place is happily divided 
And you can hear different voices 
Echoing confusion into the rooms of men 
There's a constant panic of a certain tradition here 
And many versions are born 

This place is careful about the handwriting of love 
And it's timidly written on the four corners of the wall.

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