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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Can they stand tall? (The few)
While our frail sun, for a long time, in hush, has been slipping by, There are those,Holders of sisyphean rock to ink firm LightsTellers of how new dead bodies walk and sightThe alienated masses pose: Can they stand tall? There are those,Doers of Good which the earthy evils curseSmilers at the face of doom to… Continue reading Can they stand tall? (The few)
So-called Poetry of Biba 