joi, 3 ianuarie 2013

Burden

Our words contain no borders
From that silent wall I tear the stone
You have thrown at me
I’’ll keep it close to to my heart
Until it will beat like a heart
In the hypocrisy of time
A knife splitting rotten soul
It’s a repetition of the genesis
The very first people, the crucifixion
The big bang, an explosion
A new land will be born
Another rebel angel
Then….all becomes nothing
And that nothing reborns in us
In our steps we take, in everything we say
In our solitude
Now I’, just a blind man, I owe you my salvation
A collapse, a burden…..
But you, my altar, my prayer, my God…….

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