People (experimento no definitivo)

There are colourful screams 
Against a black background
One alarmed flock
Disordered bright blinks
Light the air, light all around
They are afraid
They are dangerous
They can wound
They hurt each other
The coloured drops fall to the ground
But they don´t stain you
With a coloured rain
You’re in the high tower
Watching them through the pane
Spitting down 

You can open the window
And throw them some grains
Or take your gun, just take your gun
And empty their coloured veins
You can fill a cage with beasts of your 
Favourite colour 
What do you prefer this time? 
Extend your arms, use your power
                         Nothing… 
                         One more whisky?  better a double  
You keep staying and watching them 
Breaking into splashes like soap bubbles


You’re tired of that, but it repeats again 
You’re bored to death with the fool 
Creatures doomed to feel pain
They are afraid
They are dangerous
They can wound
Colliding with each other
The coloured drops fall to the ground
But don’t deny it 
It’s delight, it’s exciting show!
What a pity but so soon 
It will be over


There are colourful screams
Against black sky 
There are coloured stains
Against the black ground
They are quiet, they are silent…

Colour Screams

Bugs

Folsom Prison Blues

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