Filozofska sekcija "Tačka"

Milan Vidović

Eyes

In the darkness before the dawn
When all of your worries are muted and gone
You can see the shape of a pearly swan
But he never stops,always flying on and on
The night is always young and it can be cold
When you don't have someone for your arm to hold
When you are feeling bitter and not very bold
Keep you chin up you must never fold
Look up to the moon and embrace the stars
For they are the beauty that is always scarce
Sometimes you can even find them in your eyes
When everything else just withers and dies
When your mind suffers and your heart cries
You can turn to no one,they are all just spies
And they show your thoughts and let them be known
And strip off their flesh to the naked bone
Just give them a finger and they'll take your hand
And when asked for help their hearts will seem bland
And you never know what makes their head tick
But you know for sure that they are so thick
And you'll turn around but there is no one there
No one will love you and no one will care
And you will journey on to find what you seek
But will it be a future that is grim or bleak
Will you let your shallow mind rip open or creak
Will you be a footnote that just sits and rots
And get washed over by foreign mortal thoughts
Or will you see past in the blackest night
And reach for something beyond their narrow sight
Will you see the sun and the warm,flashing light 

 

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