But Why Give Them Strength If They Do Not Deserve It Poem by Lia Padena

and it made no sense to think about the past
as a rescue
there's no phone call from here
here
here
drops of sun in the water
and drops of water
in water
the pavement is gray
the past does not exist
it does not exists
they had gone out of the graves
even if you think everyone has gone
I do not think
I do not know
maybe the truth is terrible
nature uses any past experience
may be
the stars spin the spirits and judge them
but I do not think the stars are killing spirits
I do not know
I do not find the perfect idea now
but why give them strength if they do not deserve it
about to not be blind
versus to be blind
when
without a phone
without a call
in your back
someone repeats a mistake
of past in another variant