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Apr 2017
Sleep tight my child
Don't look out in a window
There's nothing but a neon lights
Don't trust them
You don't need them
Don't let them charm you
I've been out there, I know
I've wondered all around
Those labyrinths, dark streets
I've seen what never should be seen
I've listened to them priests
They whisper in your ears
Those things you'll think are truth
Will give you everything you seek
And people bow and trust in them
They sell their minds for nothing
I even have seen the temple
The greatest of them monuments
And thousands people I have seen
Giving up all values that they have
I've waved to them, I've screamed
But they couldn't hear me
The wall between us was too thick
It was made from rarest sand
Which lies on shores of fire
And whoever steps on this sand
Will burn forever and will vanish
Those lights will call you
Don't answer, stay deaf
They'll tease you, don't respond
One don't need god to have a faith
One needs to have a freedom
A strength to make a choice
Believe in love, not in the skies
Believe in sun, but not the lights
Aleksandrs Babahodzajevs
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