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!