Eridu
The sky was cut!
Bleed clouds bleed,
That’s a nice color for blood.
Was it the Sword of God?
Take a look in, gaze,
Are we of shadows or light?
Winds, waves, wanderers.
What path to follow,
When there is no path.
That’s a meal for a crow,
Still young, plenty to feast upon.
Go, go, go, caw, caw, caw.
There goes another brain,
Now the bones are dry.
What’s left, illusions of pain?
But a stone in the wall,
One more, time has come,
Your number will glow.
Should we stop the show?
Who will remove the plug?
Go ahead, is a night of stars.
Words kill the truth friend.
What’s fake besides the light?
Another day, another sight.
Time to hammer the crack,
Don’t be afraid of the dark,
What awaits, is but the past.
They betrayed you long ago,
The moment you needed them less,
Enjoy the moment, let go.
It is time to be born,
Look yourself with your eyes,
Escape reality, empty your tomb.
From my book Blue Butterflies
