midnight in the garden of peace

international poetry antology
a little more, a little more ...
And no one knows
how much time he has left.
And no matter how uncertain it is,
we are surprised
by the stop
and we are unprepared
for the end.
We are thirsty
for another drop,
another moment,
before we are covered in dust,
before we are enveloped in silence,
A little more, a little more,
to last.
Let's go to the light
Ladies, gentlemen, indecisive!
What's the problem?
There are no difficult decisions.
Decisions are easy.
Do you know why?
Because every time
we already know the solution.
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