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Trees and Poppies
Green trees on a red field,
souls of human beings in their life.

Stalks moved by the wind,
logs on the fire of passion.

They are near the bank of a river
and a red sun is upon them.

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MY POINT OF VIEW

I looked inside myself, I found only pain,
I looked into the wisdom, I found only uncertainties,
I looked inside humanity, I found only hypocrisy,
I looked inside the friendship, I found only falsehood;

and then I fled.
On top of a tree I have a freedom,
under the roots I have a security,
in the trunk I have the firmness,

as a kid so I swung on the swing,
in a few minutes swing with the noose around my neck,
my cry has been unheeded by man.

Heaven now isn’t far away
so I'm a tree, I can hope in human,
and now I can protect them.