The tie we set in fire
,,Another day, another luck",
I said to my dad with swollen water my eyes sucked,
,,Another day, another fun",
He countered with a gentle smile,
without rushing anything.
,, sh7t dad"
,,Don't say sh..
Always say: ,,What a pity"
Even though his sentence was short, he once said:
,,You see.
I am sorry that you guys need to live on to your teenage years depressing.
We lived in a poor country, in the past there were all silly dudes you know from school, cousins, teachers as your bestfriend and grandma and grandpa.
Always all together.
The better or rich life how you guys call it is saddend.
When we were young?
I and my friends set tires on fire."
,,What? And the police?"
,,Police? They didn't came in one minute.
We ran away like mice.
We were young and had alot of strength within us.
Or the amount of money we stolen from playing with tying up the laces through the Bags and slowly pulling them our way.
We waited till they tried to chase.
You guys now call it criminal.
We called it playing with dumb."
Copyright © Adna Demiri | Year Posted 2024
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