hell hell hell
they came from there
bringing with them
the dreams of fume
bell bell bell …
will not never ring
for them to return
it is too late
homes have gone……….
burn burn burn
the glorious past
and don’t … say can’t
I know it’s ….
…..grisly to heart
sell sell sell
the most they believe….
in cheapest auction….
and let their Eve
to be just lily
tell tell tell ¨
tell them to love
to be more free
like flame or dove
that shines with peace ………………………
…………………and makes the space
Flooding with colours