Epicentar: Pad / Epicenter: The Fall . literatura. književnost. srpska književnost. literature. book. poetry. literature

 

Pad

Lutaš gladno , nikada sit,

Otporom slano piješ, da žeđ bude veća

Mlaz sumporni bljuješ

Ne želiš mir ni u senci da osetiš

Vrtiš se u krug

Nikada ne znaš gde si tačno stao,

Kada zmiju spaziš žuriš da je zgaziš  da otrovom njenim da napojiš  Zemlju

Kamen je od tebe mekši

Trulež i smrad su ti mirisi blagi

Trupla pokidana, razbacana

Tvoj su orden...

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Nabrajati sve ono što nisi ili reći da nešto jesi

Besmisleno je

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Nema me više blizu tebe

Našao sam utočište

Sada plačem i posmatram pad.  

The Fall

You wander hungry, never fed up

With resistance, you drink salty to make your thirst greater

You spew a stream of sulfur

You don't want to feel peace even in the shadows

You're spinning in circles

You never know exactly where you stand

When you see a snake, you hurry to step on it, so that its poison waters the Earth

The stone is softer than you

Rot and stench are beautiful smells to you

Torn, scattered bodies, they are your order.

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To list everything that you are not or to say that you are something

It is meaningless

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I'm not near you anymore

I found refuge

Now I'm crying and watching the overall decline.

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