19.08.1953
The past has never gone
And sure ... will never go
My wounds ... are bleeding
As the day of the event
And my memories sparkling
Clear as a diamond
With thousands cut
Is saving...
The agonies of all your crimes
In time on the earth
Strange...
For what price
Have they sold themselves?
And for what promise
Chose the side of misery maker
And how soft... is their obedience
When so hard...
Your petty... greedy low essence
Is naked to every one
I am alive...
To be a cry against you
As ... the only voices I hear
Are the reflections
Of the victims’ agony
And in the...
Black scene of life’s prison
Made by the misery maker
The world is witnessing
Your nonstop rapid crimes
I see the waves rising
In a Human Ocean
You will be swept for ever
From the earth
I know
Farah Notash
Vienna 2015-08-10
Book 8
www.farah-notash.com
