Fables
Fables were what we heard
Stories in the books that we read.
Most of times I smiled"
"Are we all animals? "
Now, years gone
What is left of my life is a shade
On the branch, at the edge.
I like the fables best.
No image, trailer
No suing: "My picture! "
No fear of order…
By writing: "a vulture"
You can say, you can tell:
"Person is dangerous! "
To the core and the depths
You pierce.
I have made my movie
Images and pictures
Places, locations
Cannot show.
Required:
Contracts, permissions
Agreements, insurance…
All efforts and the hopes in drain.
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