By Dana
Before a storm everything looks great but it will come and it will break and destroy perfectly
Wind will clean all happiness
And trees will cry their best
When a sun can’t make you happy
And when a rain is a curse
When a child is singing about death
And old men and women can’t rest in their nest
No/one wants them, they are alone
On the beds in hospitals, it is not rare
Oh look they are so sick and tired
Life doesn’t need them any more they are fired
They are crying, but with hidden tears
Death is flying around them with black birds
When children have two dads and moms
They just think about bread, butter and jam
When humans are greedy and cruel
Money is their only goal, they are real fools
When a president is rich and his friends even richer
He has no wisdom, believe me, he needs a teacher
When ministers have fake smiles on their faces
They are afraid of your thoughts, they close your case
When drunks scream in streets, and beer is their jest
Magazine gestures with meaningless pictures, no more no less
Why does the press publish some ugly nude words?
Nobody searches for the truth, where are real roads?
In that time judges can’t open their mouths
and courts cannot stand for their false rights
When a president dies like the poor
When a king and queen will fall in a hole
When a dog can see facts about their owners
When a cat will laugh at people in their corners
There won’t be any freedom for you
You will lose all in a moment that is the truth
When salt-land makes a kingdom of darkness
Big clouds will shower it with blood and sharks
When you close your heart to beauty
You will lose and your life will be bad and dirty
When your life is sad and dirty, means you are a guilty
You deserve no kindness, not even pity
Big round Earth will shake and shake and shake
Moon will laugh at jerk, and berk and jerk
Sigh
There is a storm on the way and nothing can stop it
Nothing can give sweetness to salt
You have zero chances
NOLLA*
* zero