In a holiday of brain
I opened the basket with the lies
And heard the doors speak
Red saw the flags
Red the leaves in the trees
Red all.
In a holiday of brain
I heard the laughter of walls
I touched upon thousands voices.
In the humidity glance
Shouted the music in the streets
The pain of steps shouted
Died the Greeks
And they died always for
As die for always losing.
In a holiday of brain
I opened the basket with the lies
The fire I found in the eyes
And burned the all doors.
Wrapped with little sky
I was upset of birds the song
But had extinguished the sun
Because died the Greeks
And they died always for
As die for always being afraid
Cop.2012 Sakis Athanasiadis
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