Noah Poem by Marton Dezso
Noah
we are restless in our swimming towards Noah who
is the guardian of the broken lines who
is allowed to sail upon the waters with his ark oh Noah
if you’d have turned back once everything
would have turned out different
but now we are already part of the wave
surrounding the the walls of your ark-
we are now the ones that
your giraffes love
and slowly moss is growing on the boards of that ark Noah
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