Oh meddled river,
Carry my soul away on your bare back,
I am raging up in my void.
I was so lost in this concrete world…
My thoughts were painted backwards
And my body was floating above
Others’ ambitions.
My eyes were my responsibility,
To see the chirping bird
Behind the dead cat in the street.
My hands were my truth,
To touch some love
After a disappointing rush.
My lips were my secret,
To talk to myself after
The treason of humanity.