2021.08.28.
Under Akropolis
Under Akropolis there is a small neighborhoodwhere an everyday bell rings
jasmin and woodbine is what matters
the insignificant one.
Under Akropolis a lot of people
tired, careless, heroes, cowards
they fight, they come to blows with their neighbor
and they care.
You are saying, life, business, children, voices, light
you are saying, the moon, the yards, you keep secret the pain that makes you cry
you are saying, what are you saying, good things will happen to us, you shall see
you are saying, lottery tickets, serials, wouldn't it be nice if we won a billion
Under Akropolis there is a small neighborhood
like a restless everyday swarm of bees
small shops open
they close the shutters before they leave.
I left you food in the kitchen
a women named Fofi was looking for you all morning
i know how much is two thousand* worth to a euro
and i was happy.