The world stands still -
still the old world
that mankind knew -
nothing new.
It is still a world of cowboys.
It is still a world of soldiers
in a seemingly eternal battle
against life - and for life.
It is still a world of dreamers
dreaming the same old, rusty, broken dreams.
It is still a world that is shrouded
in heavy sighs.
It is still a world that is choking
with muffled cries.
It is still a world that is torn apart -
that is worlds apart
from that paradise.





© Pappo