And It Is A Life... Poem by Dagmara Anna AuraDagimar

here green lights.
lead straight
to the safe route.
sometimes are relieving flashes
of dangerous looks

when you will be
on a passage don't forget
that world is people
and their behaviours
not always are predictable

you are putting pink glasses on
and it appears to you that you are
safe forgetting
that behind the bend a death
is lurking without the reason, ruthless

directed with the stupidity of the drunk,
the frenzy of the idiot or
the ordinary mindlessness
before you will do a forward step
look around who is in the action.