一根羽毛

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一根羽毛

聖者在高台上揮舞著雙臂
廣場上的群眾
抬起瞻仰的眼
聚焦在……
一張模糊蒼白的臉
陽光炫惑

「親愛的子民,
我傾聽你們的聲音
我注視你們的痛苦
你們依附我
信仰我
但是我的肉身已衰敗
有人願意以他的生命來換取嗎？」

一根羽毛忽然由空而降
它飄落在誰身上將是上天的選擇
被選擇的人將以生命報償

羽毛在空中飄盪著
卻沒有降落
聖者繼續揮著雙臂
呼喊自己的功勳
人們用嘴巴使力吹走飄到眼前的羽毛
所有熱情的極致
變成最後的罪惡與恐懼

一群羔羊
在進場與退場間驚惶失措
天空佈滿失落的聖恩
及被踩碎的神秘
聖者之名
最後變成某個乏味的紀念日
及一條大街的名字

A Feather

The sage on a high balcony waving his arms
The crowd in the plaza
Raised their eyes with tribute
Focus on…..
A pale and vague face
Fascinated the sun light

“Dear people
I listen to your voice
I watch your pain
You depend on me
and believe me,,,,
But my body is declined
Who is willing to exchange by his life?”

A feather falls from the sky
To whom it was fallen would be the choice of God
The chosen man will be rewarded by his life

The feather is floating in the air
But did not descend
The sage continued to wave his arms
Shouting his contributions

People endeavored to blow away the feather with mouthes
While it was falling right in presence
All the ultimate passion
Become the final guilt and fear

A group of lambs
Was panic between entrance and exit
The sky was filled with the lost grace
And the smashed mystery
The name of the sage
Finally turned into a boring memorial day
And a street name

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