The Game of Black or Gray

The Game of Black or Gray

 Sailing   to the unknown,

They have all disappeared.

The crows moaned and

A dusky cloud appeared,

Alone in a crossroads

Waiting in dreadful fear

Dreaming of an understanding ear,

Of seeing a brother walking there or here,

Or simply of listening to the tender word “dear”.

A hoarse voice

Coming from the foggy void

Says : “ you have no choice ,

Here , there is no understanding ear , dear .”

Then, the voice vanishes in the air ,

And a laughter comes from nowhere .

Drops of bitter sorrow fell from his exhausted , desperate , disillusioned eyes

Unfortunately , he lost his “I”.

A merciless deafening thunder crashed the sky.

It was only the sound of his deep sigh.

“Go there , so far , it is a paradise where everything you can buy “

That was the  Lie

The Lie that throws the blind in a  maze till they die.

The poor man is falling down , falling down , falling down ,

The poor man is falling down and he lost his empire .

From a king to a squire

Burnt into a cruel fire

Listening desperately to the

Melody of a sad lyre.

Horror and terror

Shouts and doubts

Cries and sighs

Tears and fears

“I lost the rhyme”

Chaos

Chaos

Chaos

He sent a picture to the family

A raised hand shaping “v “

Is it reality ?

A light breeze shook the rootless tree

Unfortunately ,

The “V” wasn’t for victory.

The letter was to say “ Vice”

To convey the bitterness of the life of mice

Eating only rice

Turning each day the dice

Once or twice

To decide whether to leave or stay .

It’s the game of

Black or Gray ?

There is black , here is gray

So where to stay ?

The golden token

Of Wealth and Freedom

Is now broken

The ghost of an agonizing dream is now dead and frozen

The crows’ moaning was indeed an omen

The huge doors widely open

Turned to be nothing but the gates of a cemetery , a hellish entry.

                                 And that was the truth never spoken

I hate remembering that cursed date

When I went through the gate

Expecting something great

And finding myself in a slave state

Facing a horrible fate , with no mate

Now that I’m dead

Only one wish is turning around my eternal bed ;

To be a Phenix ,

To rise from the ashes and conquer the world

But before that to exclude the poet and steal the word

To say

I am sailing back to my homeland

There was my beginning and will be my end.