In a world of war and panicEverything is dreadful and tragicNothing anymore logicAll human rights suddenly vanishAs if by magicOur bodies grow giganticYet brain smallestOur status patheticWith worry, anger, griefWe become cynic, frantic…Illiteracy, poverty and abuse are chronicPoor and needy- next to nothingBut rich in vain rhetoricThat makes us more and more fanaticHinder our fall… Continue reading A Brand-New World
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I fall, I rise
Fore and aft of my eyesA moon landscape.Amidst ashes and blazes,Rubble chant my decay.I, from dark, oscillate to dark.Pied Piper flutes within each.Weave me into their grey zones,Allure me in their grey holes. And I fall, I fall, I fallTenaciously,Beyond the fifty shades,I try to put up with,I try to fathom whatremains of debris as… Continue reading I fall, I rise
So-called Poetry of Biba 
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