I am the poet of the world wars and walking through the land of tears.
Century of wars,  Poems

WE’RE GOING

Where are we going
How many names
Will warp our path
Tomorrow’s certainty is unknown
What awaits us over the horizon

We walk very slowly
With negative dreams
We are fighting all against everyone
With the burden of our guilts
From hell, we want to go out

We only reap what we sow
From dawn behind us walk hope
No deed anywhere
Just quarrels and disputes
With us go in silence

From we’re going and where
From dust turns grey
What certainties await
Last year’s dreams
Oppress like an old debt

Be God with us!

(07.03.2009)

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