Peace

The new cloud has touched the lips
The fluttering cheeks of the moon
The play of light and shadow on the stage of the sky,
Tomorrow the owl is peeking at Abdale.
In the black area of ​​the night
The Creator covers the face,
From somewhere far away
Floating Theater Dialogue -
Taste the scratches hidden in the sleeves at dinner
Citizens are licking the highway - blunt tongue.
The middle-class hide-and-seek game in bed every day,
Inhale - Sweaty odor on the breath -

The hungry cry of a newborn baby on the sidewalk
And in the dustbin is the nasty rat,
Tears touch mother's usher chest
Reading in the face of the bastard. And
Nentita's chest, just put the paw
The owl of tomorrow. Absolute peace -
Freed from society which is unwanted.
The tears of the prostitute's mother are breaking the silence of the night.
Urban nerds are waiting, when tired
Understandably in mother's eyes. Feast Today
Feast Sleeping insects are weaving nets in urban eyes
A.! The madman is shouting loudly.
Close the south window.
Peace. Absolute peace ..