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2020.06.15.

Oh mama

Roads that go astray
Didn't carry me anyplace.
I had trusted him
He was my power
 
Oh why, tell me mama, have you got a heavy heart?
oh why, tell me daddy, are you turning your back on me?
You should have told me, you shouldn't have let me go
You shouldn't have mocked me.
I wasn't ready for that.
 
Wild emotion
Confuses me and then freezes me
Reckless delirium
Plays on my absent body
 
Oh why, tell me mama, have you got a heavy heart?
oh why, tell me daddy, are you turning your back on me?
You should have told me, you shouldn't have let me go
I just couldn't stay here
I didn't want to do as you did.
 
Like a passing wind
Only leaves a few traces
Humiliated in blood
I'm carrying his child
 
Oh why, tell me mama, have you got a heavy heart?
oh why, tell me daddy, are you turning your back on me?
You should have told me, you shouldn't have let me go
I'm not what they think I am.
I don't need your rules.
You shouldn't have mocked me.
I wasn't ready for that.
 
2020.06.11.

The child

Versions: #1
A photo perforated by lead
An image, the one of our world
Why?
 
It's the story of an unsettling dream
A message, the story of a child
Who walks alone in the burning cities
Without a name, without a soul, out of tears
 
It's the profound and real story
Of a hurt kid who seeks the light
The warmth of his mother's arms
The greatness, the strength of his father
 
When laws scatter the paths
Without a remedy the indulgence burns out
Under a sky greyed of torments
Words of words
Those chords, when played, sound too wrong
 
It's the story of a child who plays
With weapons, with stones
Unconscious amongst the ruins
He seeks the love of his that they destroyed
 
When the night soothes the rages
And huddles it with a bitter memory
When his heart will no longer dare to moan
Words of words
Those chords, when played, sound too wrong
 
Why do they run,
Where are those who carry my blood
Which way is the big powerful sun?
 
It's the story of an unsettling dream
A message, the story of a child
Who walks alone in the burning cities
Without a name, without a soul, out of tears
 
It's the profound and real story
Of a hurt kid who seeks the light...