be awake! site of seeker for seekers

The world where kiss is just a kiss

These are just times
I don’t recognize
Where kisses are
Only kisses.
This is the time
When I realize
I shouldn’t ask
For promises.

No sanity, no wonder.
Family books are empty.
We own the stars and death and lives.
There’s no God to stop us.

They’re showing us the stars,
People happy and satisfied.
They make an offer
not to be rejected.
The perfect life under
Everything seeing eye.

They’ll tell you about the peace
Which they don’t want
They’ll tell you about the war
That never happened.

The black box of lies is open.
Box of greed and fear
at it’s core.

And you believed.
And you desired.
The nice kiss
that’s just a kiss.

But you have to know
There’re people like me
Who are eagles.
Who have to be free.

Advertisements

4 responses

  1. piszesz wiersze?

    October 5, 2015 at 2:50 pm

    • Zdarza się, że tak coś gryzie od środka, że aż wiersze z człowieka wychodzą.

      October 5, 2015 at 2:56 pm

  2. VeeJay

    Hej! Materiału aż na dwa oddzielne wiersze… po polsku chyba nie byłoby łatwej, co?

    October 5, 2015 at 3:08 pm

    • Jak się myśl po angielsku ciśnie to tłumaczenie zostawiam sobie na później. 🙂

      October 5, 2015 at 3:31 pm

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s