18 stycznia 2012
The ghost I've been afraid of
When I walk into the room
People bend their heads
Can a man be ashamed of his own kind
Can we be cruel
I come with my descendants
in my arms
I come carrying sins of the future and the past
All the years passed and all the years
to come
I come
I take a stroll
I breathe
I see
I know
Know of islands never found
Know of mountains never climbed
Silence,never hird,never spoken
When I walk into the room
lights go out
Am I the ghost I've been afraid of?
Am I the shadow that crawls slowly behind me?
Can a man be ashamed of his own?
Can a man fail,
even without trying?
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