søndag 18. mai 2014

Since we do nothing in this confused world...


That lasts or that,
lasting,
is of any worth,
and even what's useful for us we lose
So soon,
with our own lives.


Let us prefer the pleasure of the moment
to an absurd concern with the future,
Whose only certainty is the harm we
suffer now to pay for its prosperity.


Tomorrow doesn't exist in Syria...
This moment 
Alone is mine or...
And I am only who existed
in this instant horrible conflict.
Which might be the last of
the self pretended to be.


We are calm because we are unknown,
And myself because I'm calm,
because I'm unknown.
And we all are unknown of this
Disaster. 
Humans what is that...


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