ANNA ZAPALSKA
Le racisme od la race
Red river of knives,
of witless words from useless
mouths-
swastika of fiend...
HUNTED WORDS...
Words - knifes never sleep
Always on the alert, day and night,
They attack without thinking
twice,...
With lightening speed so fast...
Words - torturers drink nothing but
blood,
Have been found an ally in anger,
As far as possible they hurt
stronger
to see a hell knife in helpless
hearts...
Centuries pass by, people pass
away,
New day, new lives, new words will
come
But hunted words still the same
without any respect
Only time they are satisfied -
when somebody on his knees...
Never say bad words to anybody
Sonner or later they will be back
to you...
WHO NEEDS THIS HATE?
If we are here only for a while,
Then who needs this hate?
Do not listen to the mind......
Just open your heart
To the soft winds and stars
And hear the bona fide voice
within-
If we are here only for a while
Then who needs this pain of doubts?
Every day the truth shines like a
flame
Somewhere in the middle...
A long way beyond this realm-
Somewhere between the fingers
Of a new SUN RISING...
Anna Zapalska
Poland.
Living in England
Great!
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