LETTER TO MY DICTATOR

Thanks for throwing me out, old man!

It was a pleasure to meet you;

Pretence to a normal life,

Forty years of praying and hoping in vain

Without voice, without sight.

That December the cold stopped at the border;

Three days and three nights the snow was held up in the sky

R E D

People running in white shirts

Smelling freedom outside,

Crying for simple things you never

Let go:

B R E A T H I N G

L A U G H I N G

L I V I N G

S M I L I N G

It's here, the wall went down

The world remembered we existed

Before your time, old man!

Don't shiver now, just don't!

Christmas must come

Some are born then

And some die!

Steady stones behind your back!

Steady eyes that clench your fear!

Steady hands that pull the trigger!

Biting bullets get you near!

R E S T

Get your bits of flesh back, old man!

Drag them to that open grave of history

You must share with men of your kind.

It's deep and still plenty of room inside;

Warning for others like you.

People come and go

History comes and goes

Good bye, old man!

Good bye!

I am not mad

Freedom this time

S T A Y S