Injustice

In the heedlessness of coincidence I stored you away for a season that is imitated by my eyes' anxiety and the false prophecy !! And a prophecy, neither inspired nor revealed, nor a mountain that comforts it, the anxious prophet !! I revealed what history belittles as a hidden, treacherous, concealed tiger !! I canceled the scales of languages with an unjust division, and with the trust of the letters, I have gone to prophesy !! The unseen is watching me, here are my hands, neither white to come out nor any evil in the pocket !!