Maria Shipka

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Mine soul is like a cradle,
of an unforeseen blasts.
Who knows me inside,
where hidden is the power,
which would be able my soul
once calm, presently restless,
with the only one word to hush?

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' The King Is Naked! ! ! '

So much questions, so much things,
perturb my heart, disturb my mind.
Every day I see so many people,
they calling for peace, calling for love.

Just now I try to uncover facts about
the presence, nearer and far history.
Uncovering events happened in my lifetime,
shocked I ask to myself: how is it possible?

What are those societies, governments,
institutions, politicians, people for?
Can we understand, can we believe,
can we accept that all around us.

So much deceptions, so much plots,
blatant examples of distortion reality.
So much greed to own all the world,
so much inhumanity, merciless arrogance.

They are those who want to rule over the world,
they looking for and see only their interests,
no nation, no person, cannot be safe,
nobody is for them important.

Astounded, shocked of what I uncovered,
what secretly hidden for long time to my eyes was,
under the damned lies, statements about 'peace, humanity,
human rights, democracy, human lives protection...'.

In the real the truth is completely different.
I suppose the most of people clearly see and know
about 'what is going on this World? ,
so as exactly see ' who caused this all? '.

There is one question I´d like to know answer
which not allow me peacefully live.
Are we able smartly stopping this all?
' The King is naked! ! ! ' let us tell abroad to all.

(c) shipka