A World (Vladislav Katzarski)

Wind
silence
and sand.
No strength even to die.
Waiting
hoping
in vain.
And a candle you light for yourself thereby.
Enough
the ivory tower
all ablaze,
Good for nothing, you see!
Holes
molehills
and stones,
Good though, we call it world.

Author: Vladislav Katzarski

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