Among the Acacias

Among the acacias and the
brown rich earth
sunrise and sunset
comprised the universe.

dark eyes would pierce the soul,
kind hands prepare the artichoke
pomegranade and chestnuts
on the fireplace would
wrap up with heat the winter nights...

then other winters came,
of endless sidewalks wipped sharp
with polar nights,
taxis NY yellow clad roaches
spread in the nights
sparkling with faked
glittering lights

no more Galaxy but
galaxy of people,
enormous rivers pouring
on the pavements
blistering
summer sidewalks,

Inhuman river
in fashion clad
robes...
magma of flesh,
robbers of earth,
pillagers
of essences
barons of rape,
kings of illusion
while still, between the sidewalks
a stubborn flower
sprouts
perennial scream
to the sudden
Stars...