“End” she said and then silence
Life is just a bumpy ascending
road
leading to nowhere
A steep hill full of marble flowers
mourning grass
and unknown names
And me a stranger upon million stranger souls
that drifted away long ago
standing under a sick sun
--- it pretends
.... hell ! nothing happened
feeling the humidity of the fallen blossoms
I am just waiting patiently for my own marble token
Just a name among billions scattered faces
upon a scorched earth
And you?
Oh my! You arrogant fool, you…
Maria Rodopoulou
