3/30: My Milos.

Let us take stones from a brick wall to make a pond

where kids can throw pennies

and learn that they sink

let us take down barbed wires from the trenches

knit them into butterflies, then let them go

knowing that no one will dare

kill them with their hands

let us feed the animals in the zoo

and make a bonfire

with the signs that tell us not to

take them out of their cages with me

watch them take over whatever is theirs

Put your face on the ground

help the ants carry their leafs

and when they try to bite us we´ll let them

if that´s what it takes to make them happy

carve words of tolerance over a church

rip out their doors made of gold

and hold them up

so that they reflect the sun

and lets it flood where it´s always dark

when night falls upon us

steal the light out of a street lamppost

put it into a bottle

and throw it where it´s needed the most

And when they call our names

trying to make us write them down

and hand them over

when you start to hear big words like

redemption

or salvation

take my hand

and run fast

we won´t ask for shelter

nor cry for help

because we never expected anything from anyone

and we won´t start now

when we are about to end

So when the sirens tell us

they outnumber us

when they command us to give in

start laughing with me

laugh like a mad man, with a grin in your face

so that they tremble when they hold us down

let it echo through the buildings

so others have time to escape

and when they strap our limbs

and cover our mouths with duct tape

tell them with your eyes

we´ve had their sanity

but we threw it away

and watched it sink like pennies on a pond.