Saturday, December 4, 2010

FIVE YEARS AGO

Nothing to be talked, nothing to be remembered
Only to find a key for the door unlocked
Five years ago
I killed for a smile and a thousand tears
I worked for a joy and abundance grief
I died for a break and more constancy

Nothing to be talked, nothing to be remembered
Only to get a clue for a done riddle
Five years ago
They told me to take a rest when I wasn't tired
They took me to the war when I wasn't strong enough
They made fun of me when I wasn't lost

Nothing to be talked, nothing to  be remembered
Only to run anywhere in the night and reached the halfway in the down
But in the morning,
I should get myself in the place where I belonged
Five years ago

1 comment:

  1. it's pity to hear that, but i like this poem :)

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