When the Waters Flow Backwards Again

What is a week
During a war

How did we come
This far

What is a life
During a night

How do we greet
This sight

When the morning rises
There is nothing but demises
Yesterday wasn’t that bad after all
Unfold the flag and make the call
Ride with me into this burning sun
We will fight till the end, won’t ever run
After a decade and another one is past
When we are still around with the last
Fighters of a dying world
Hug me, make me curled
Onto the last meadow
Throwing a shadow
Of hope and fear
Stay with me, dear —

What is a year
For a river

How feels a tear
Make me shiver

What is a friend
Six feet under

How do I know
About thunder.


        © Dominik Alexander / 2024
        © Zoltan (image)

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