Mango days and tango nights
swept me in their grip
haunting rhythms swaying palms
pirates sailing ships
...
How often did I play the game
and chant to others tunes
until I ended up alone
on autumn afternoons
...
You came
you saw
you conquered
with just a single glance
...
Our playgrounds were abandoned alleys
and fields where soldiers hid they prey
we were too young to fear the battles
where lives were snuffed out night and day
...
They came as always unannounced
dark harbingers of fear
four horsemen galloping again
upon my soul's frontier
...
When all the world has gone to sleep
and even birds stop singing
when things in alleys crawl and creep
with dreaded shadows clinging
...
In far off mists of time
they lived beyond the Rhine
they never went on dates
for they might find too late
...
In a corner are some shelves
holding just some simple things
an old Bible and a cross
and an angel's yellowed wings
...