Vilmos Zoltan Galyo Poet Free verse

My Love is Dead

My Love Is Dead

My love is dead
Dead
Dead

I mean, mine is dead
Dead
Dead

My heart is dead
Dead
Dead

Killed heart
Killed hearts
So many
So many

Why?
Why?

Life on the social periphery
I see them
I see them

Hmm
Sinners?
Victims?

Yes
Witnesses

Of the impatient life
And world

Yes
And personal sins

No. They says
No personal sins

Non-personal sins
No personal sin

Hmm
Are they victims?

Yes. We are victims
They said

Victims
Some of crimers

No! They protested
We are not criminals!

I don’t understand them
Yes. I don’t. A sinner

Hmm
Yes

We are not criminals!
They echo this

But some of them are laughing
They like to be criminals

Yes, because we are victims
Of this world. They said

And we enjoy it
Said these guys

Hmm
I understand them

Their love is dead
My love also

We live without
Without a heart

Humanity
Killed us

Dead
Love

And

My
One

End

Live

Life

Forever

Yeah

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