13.02.2019
A higher force
When everything starts to fall apart,all you have.
Light fades, the shadow leaves you:
It would seem you're all alone!
You put the finger on your forehead, you gaze into the sky,
You ask: 'Why me?'
Who is playing with your life,
you do not know!
Why for the moment you put your hands together,
like you're expecting
that the rain which drenches your thoughts
will soon stop.
Is there some force above us?
'God, help', you call and realize
that no one hears your voice.
And it seems like you wanted to reach the sky
to squeeze from it the one fault
for everything wrong that happened to you.
And there the dark cloud sleeps-
nothing but an infinity,
maybe the Darwin's theory
is correct?
Actually the forces exist only
when someone
needs to get screwed,
to pay for the still uncommitted sins.
And the rains in the head now fall more intensely,
and you as in a dream,
muttering prayers, silent, the most silent..
No one hears you anyway!
When everything starts to fall appart,
everything you have,
you put the finger on your forehead
asking yourself 'Why me?'