Bigote family – K. B

Bigote family (To Yahya Hassan).



As in refusing life,
But that’s my strife,
Not a moment to myself.

Ravens picker at my brain
While doves of peace roast
In the neighboor’s oven.

Their eyes are a blast,
Wide open with hate
And boredom,
That doesn’t earn my respect.

I saw the fireworks of mankind
And the sterling respectability
As filthy as a frog’s pond.

In the waters of hypocrisy,
I found a fountain of love
And peace and war with myself.

K. B


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