Was the story of space and time already told
Before the light gave birth to
Billions of stars?
Did the dice of destiny
Play with universes
Shape the doom of shapes
Before the colours
Kissed the flowers of
The first sounds?
Maybe Lyran Wars were just
A whim of fate
Just like the guillotine’s trance?
Was the greatness of Atlantis
To be crushed in one night
Because the prophesy was prophesied
The Cerberus of kismet had to
Taste the blood?
Tell me Lord if
The serpent in the paradise
The Genesis flood spilling the ocean of blood
Without a single shot
Cain’s lethal deed
Herod’s power greed were just a part of
Thy higher master plan?
Did predestination sing its lullaby
Over the cradle of a monster- child
Long before he became Sir Jack the Ripper
The Devil’s son?
Do we really come to this world
Brothers and sisters of Oedipus?
Where the inevitable dances its
Inevitable karma dance
Though a thousand paths lie ahead
We’re escorted by the
Praetorians of Fate
To the one we are meant to tread
At night my silent prayers
Scream louder than a million thunderclouds
I’d rather live in the storm of
Chaos, coincidence and pure chance
Than wait until
Four Horsemen of Apocalypse
Approach the mirror of the heartless sky
Or maybe we should play with doom
With the frantic bravery of Macbeth?
25.05.2018,
Bialystok city, Poland
