Colectiv

I have fallen out of love with this world

In which young people burn like torches

In the night

 

I have fallen out of love for myself

Since I am too small to put out their fire

To caress their burning wounds

To kiss their fluttering lids

To promise a miracle

Since whenever is in charge out there

Seems to be looking the other way.

 

I have fallen out of love with God these days

I have fallen out of love with death

So cruel a mistress to many so young

 

I have fallen out of love with freedom

When freedom is a flight to a painless place

 

I have fallen out of love with the world, God and death

Not really knowing who betrayed me most these days…

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