A Left Hand Made Verse 4

As human creatures do not recognize each other I think: it’s time for us to stand one after another. And some days ago, - it was when I was wrapped in your body as in the wool blanket and the whole autumn tumbled outside, I pushed two paper ships in the salty lakes – your eyes,- I came out from the peace and said: Here is my portion of love Here is fear overcomed by me Here is my ruined trench Here is my and your and someone’s child. Because: Love does not always mean happiness But it always assumes love. Because fright is always bigger than the loss may be. Because life is so simple we cannot waste it in the fear. Because the war does not assume winning only but it’s also no comfort to wait it in trench. As homeland does not always mean truth but the earth. It means children it means the right shoulder being cut off. - please, let’s return to the wholeness. And the bread was eating justice and a man was counting.