Remedy

The night
Has already come
The post is laid
At the lips of the green door
Some bills
And adverts
But nothing
Would make the light shine
I am ill now
My thoughts go up
And role down
To the bottom of the point…
To the walls of the well

I am suffering
No specific reasons
And suffering for
The reasons to be known
Where shall I
Put my foot now?
Where can I
Lay my eyes now?
Remedy is out of sight
Am suffering for
The remedy to come.
I do not believe in God
So, any prays
Go unseen and unheard
I do not believe in all prophets
No way to follow their steps
The muddy way is surrounding the fields
A flower I cannot see
I can not smell….
Words lead me
There to stop!!!

G. Aljundi
14.01.2006
1.00 am