Ambush World
and those
who didn't have your behavior
that sweet resembles mine
that is, those
that were abrupt and fierce
claw hands and old eyes
you know the old foxes they are wise
have the cunning of scoundrels
stealths, they plan blows and ambushes
and we naive watched the sunset
happy fools looking at the colorful clouds
we are touched by children and bicycles
eternal aliens to the far-fetched gaze
of those who watch us without love
those who carry sarcasm on their skin
smells good looks like perfume
but it's just villainy and rancor.
Copyright © Marco Chies | Year Posted 2022
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