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As best he could, he endured
The taxes, the hunger, the cross.
And the plague arrived, a son was taken from him.
With rage on his skin
He wanted to complain to the church.
If there is a superior being
Tell him to correct this mistake.
His past condemns him.
He who once defended.
In the East he demonstrated the power of faith.
It was a betrayal, he let himself be convinced.
They deceived him, he conspired.
And his plan failed.
Blasphemous oaf,
It will be s fodder for the Inquisition.
Since you offend God,
The fire will save you.
Behind bars she screamed her innocence
And no one heard her.
In the bonfire will burn.
His soul will finally heal.
What is the use of so much prayer?
He begged heaven but no one answered.
Nothing changed.