I must obey the rules
I must be tame and cool
No staring at the clouds
I must stay on the ground
In clusters of the mice
The smoke is in our eyes
Like babies on display
Like angels in a cage
I must be pure and true
I must conceal my views
There must be something else
There must be something good
Far away – not here – far away.
Syrian Gulag
1 week ago
3 comments:
Yeah but have you been to Spec Savers?
whatever! My glasses all broken
One of the saddest pieces of graffiti ever was put on a Parisian wall during the 'uprising' in 1968. It said, "Life is elsewhere".
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