This time,
When you hear the rain that falls over the bare trees from a bronze sky
And the rows of raven trees all yellow
You ask yourself
Why only a tree stands tall?
In an empty park, lonely rotting day by day
Why do you care?
Maybe because that reminds you the time that has passed
And you feel more older than ever
Like a lonely bird abandoned when the winter comes
Surviving is the only chance
This time,
When your thoughts are lost
And your face shows nothing more than sadness
In pale colours remained tattoo over your filthy skin
That is when you feel the touch of the last season
That is what reminds you of the long starry nights
All of this turns your spirit blue
….when the time passes
You can only see a rainbow that stares over an old church
Acrylic glass
You can only hear the whispers of monks as they go
But you can’t hear the bell
What does that mean?
You feel like an old abused statue with crossed arms
You wait for your sins to be forgiven
If only it was that easy
But no, your demons consume your soul every day
Your disgusting devious eyes only stare at one thing
The only
The innocent saint Magdalene.
Agron Shele, Albania
Picture David Conejo
& Alejandro Decinti
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