If I don’t have any stigmata
will you recognize me?
My word, will it be sufficient for your faith?
Will you see me
in the darkness of the society?
My love, will it be sufficient for your soul?
Will you hear me
in the noise of the oblivion?
My life, will it illuminate your world?
Will you catch me
without your arms?
I will be the same
for the second time.
I will change the world
one more time.
But will you want to be with me?
Or will you prefer the present
without any gift
just because you are afraid of the light?
For you,
it will be only a judgment
and not my day?
I’m coming.
So think about that.