In Cassandra’s dreams
Fate threw a dice
Played with doomed
Kings and great cities
And turned them into dust
Troy’s flames were not
High enough
Murder and rape
Enchanted the Moirai
They picked the place with
The purest heart
Unleashed two beasts
With black and red
Eyes
Judas drank the betrayal wine
In the scorching sun of Teheran
Sealed the city crucifixion
With the Kremlin Caligula
Among the scents of dollars, whiskey and cigars
August, the first
Straight at five
Monsters of steel
Crashed the young
Lionhearts
God’s playground
Danced with fires
Through the carnival of
Massacre and bloodbath
This time the
Coliseum was filled
To the roof at once
Youth and honour
Against Führer’s fury
To make his stormy father
Proud at him at last
The locust of bombers
Flattening the Old Town
Children soldiers fighting the “Panther” tanks
Surreal pilgrimage in canals
Finally Bosch’s visions of hell
Came alive
In Cassandra’s dreams
Fate plays with time
Warsaw’s flames were not
High enough
Beasts will soon fill
The new playgrounds.
30.09.2016,
Bialystok city, Poland
