My Friends

My Friends

I do not need a lot of friends ….
I’ve had two – three.

But such that in their hearts
wounds of my pains have.

But such that their joys
in my eyes shine!

In my rare and difficult holidays
their songs to sing …

But those that crow you quack,
Thunder strikes you, you darkened world

even in his grave to know
that someone dug the earth to get you out!