happy troglodytes
killing each other
allover
it is
allover,
people killing
people,
animals , dreams
the light
of reason,
what is it
worth?
not just
Iran
or Palestine
or Egypt
or Mexico:
everyfuckingbody
has a
reason
no, allover
allover
a pest of
reason
definitions,
a lust for control
borders, borders,
a toll of
death
a toll of
death in life:
the light
of reason
is nothing
but the
demons of fear
illuminating
the mind
we build
walls
to protect
a non-existing
self,
imagined,
we build walls
against death
and we kill
each other
doing it
who will
prevent death
or loss
or fear
who will
control
this life
and why
how
can
anybody
still laugh
but I know
the laugh
and the dreams
and the
tears
these are the
roots
the roots…
remark:
without curiosity, a not understable hope, eros, dreams
and a laughter i wouldn't wish to live one day more
in the face of this unbearabale monstrosity of suffering allover
