I want to share a poem written by Nicanor Parra, who I personally like rather his writing . 
Our Father which art in heaven
Filled with all sorts of problems
Frowning
As if you were an ordinary man and current
not think More on us.
understand that you suffer because you can not fix things.
know that the devil will not leave you
Deconstructing what you build.
He laughs at you
But we mourn with you:
not worry about their diabolical laugh.
Our Father where you are surrounded by angels unfair
Sincerely, suffer no more for us
You have to realize that the gods are not infallible
And forgive us all.
Our Father which art in heaven
Filled with all sorts of problems
Frowning
As if you were an ordinary man and current
not think More on us.
understand that you suffer because you can not fix things.
know that the devil will not leave you
Deconstructing what you build.
He laughs at you
But we mourn with you:
not worry about their diabolical laugh.
Our Father where you are surrounded by angels unfair
Sincerely, suffer no more for us
You have to realize that the gods are not infallible
And forgive us all.
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