for them
I' am sorry for you
that you just have been left out
may in another life
The mountain with its colorful
stripes
me walking towards the void with long strides
wonderful heavenly made
rides
a meek existence with brown eyes
and hair like the ripe straws
do you really think that nobody saws?
The prophet with the slippery snake
alas everything she met was just a fake
we just have the level rate
across the bridge of your hate
then she just closed her eyes
Actually it was me
and saw their lethal grey lies
I am sitting here drinking jasmine tea
hearing my lonely tears
along with those of the mythical majestic tree
I just wish…
but a wish is like the laugh of a
dead fish
Don’t worry ma petite
After all is Friday
all your fears are standing by
Maria Rodopoulou
