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Oct 2016
Too much Peace

A car stopped outside we closed doors and
Windows switch down the light and TV hiding behind the sofa
Knocks on the door we're silent
No one in a voice said, they never are we only want to read
The meter we have to guess how much water they use
I tried to get up; my water bill is high my wife pulled me back
It is a trick they want you to open the door.
This is what happens when you live in an isolated village
The peace gets so intrusive that ghosts appear at high noon
And the criminal fraternity stops robbing Jewellery stores,
Banks and so on, no they come to rob you my water and
Electricity bill is getting higher we have to move into the city
Listening to police sirens screeching down the street and
Know we are safe; of course it an illusion our fear is death,
Gets the best of us
jan oskar hansensapopt
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