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| DIGITAL PAINTING CHRYSSA V.2014 |
Who will stop us
mirroring
the one the other
paying attention to the idol
and not to the deity?
Who will make us wake up -alas! -
from the obsessive illusion
to denounce that we die
ALONE
inside and outside the moments
which we locked
outside the temple of the Present
Because we're terrified?
Who will deplore us at last
that we mumble incomprehensible hymns
that we dress despair with
names and words of questionable significance
that we succumb to the insipid game of pretense?
Who? Who? Who? Who?
The steed of silence is running crazy
It is longer now called Fending off
The truth donned the mask of falsehood
Like a lamb that underlies the fleece of wolf
The truth fell incurably ill
so that it changed shape and identity...........
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