Good Film Poem by Maria Barbara Korynt

his behaviours are
a normal recidivism.
are shaming decent people.

and what for him was it up to?
he is decreasing more and more.
the contorted face
in a feigned smile
looks like the posthumous mask,
for nobody not needed.

and so beautifully he rushed ahead.
an instigation of the mad mind was enough
and now, he is paying for the inattention.
he is decreasing more and more,
and for me, it is even sorrow.

let him relax.
let him watch the film.
they will be sending soon
'how I unleashed the Second
World War'.
good, and even, instructive
if he will understand...