ONE LAST NIGHT LOUD
I was in dire need
Of a holiday—some free time,
To stare at the beauty of nature
And not be called a pervert.
Not a play day
To lie with the same old phrases:
New year, new me,
Or this year will be my year.
I felt no need for screaming,
Or firing a million fireworks;
They never change the future,
So I chose to watch from a distance.
To watch the stars fall,
Then meet the rising fireworks,
Then join the happiness—
From nature and from man.
But alas, it did not happen
As easily as it seemed.
I had to join the crowd
And be wild—one last time.
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