Afternoon Gangs-Sakis Athanasiadis Poem by sakis athanasiadis Grecce

They were holding triumph in their handfuls
the invincible illegal guys
waiting for the victim in the fallbacks
with a shimmering joy in their eyes

I am coming back again to afternoon gangs
out in the street i am setting traps
the scatheless pants of your loneliness
madly i'll catch and tear apart

Their dreams drifted along
away from fear and love
the scoured the round of death
setting hoods on fire
Music: Vangelis Kazantzis
Lyrics: Sakis Athanasiadis Vangelis Kazantzis
From the album The Between Us, Monopol Records 2019