Very Cheap

Very cheap

I am selling wounds

the painful memories

the past fears

the enemies

Very cheap

I am selling anger

in the huge bags

I am selling neck pain

I am selling the tears

as rich as rivers

If you are fast

you will get the bonus

the rusty pots

the rotten apples

The Black Gummy Candies

There are those candies

that do not look like candies

They look like car tires

and have the same bad smell

and the same bad taste

They are like lovers

deceitful and deceptive

who really love each other

as the black gummy candies

are really the candies

Injustice

Everything is wrong

from the center

to the edges

Injustice is

no more spreading

Into every cell

of the society

it entered already

As If It Could

I drink coffee

from the hot cup

as if it could

warm the heart

I turn the music on

as if it could

turn the sorrow off

I hide in the corner

under the roof

from the people

from Earth

from Space

as if it could

remove distress

I turn on the heater

With the wool blanket

I cover my legs

as if anything could

replace your hands

The Sad Sunny Town

In the sunny town

the light is an illusion

In the human heads

rules the confusion

People are moving

slower than turtles

It seems they lost

one hundred battles

In the sunny town

the gray stone grieves

The child sitting on it

all the time weeps

The child is complaining

to the last diary

Very soon will die

the last library

The Critics

In my country

more than humans

we have critics

Right now two birds

are criticizing a man

who just passed this way

Here the critics

just as apples

fall on the heads

from the trees

Here you are never

pretty enough

good enough

nor wise enough

If you want to get rid of

your status of a saint

come here and we will attach

more crime on your file

Not Underground

The hell is not

living underground

nor in undefined space

It is right here

on the Earth's surface

among desperate songs

among activated weapons

on the stones

on the grass

on the soil

where the blood is spilled

where the days are humid

and the nights

where the hearts are terrified

of the elder and the child