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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=461764" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Born during the seventies</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The deepest thing within<br>Destroying the possibility of breathing<br>Will cry even when we’re gone<br>Even after our own death<br>We will remain<br>The homeland poets in the foreign countries<br>Obscure forces of alien lives<br>Too tired sights of alien eyes</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The deepest thing within<br>Will move on breathing<br>When all our days are gone<br>Hopefully not dying again<br>Insane<br>Wretched descendants of alien pasts<br>Paying their bills with our own skin<br>Moving back to illusions<br>Building the worlds<br>Out of the ruins</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nothing has ever belonged to us<br>Nothing will ever be<br>The broken dawns in our minds<br>Deliver<br>The fronts of the dead<br>To move everything into nothing<br>Within the last battle</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>II</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Were you in the universe<br>Scented by any scent<br>Your skin on the altar<br>Would not darken the repentances <br>Endlessly<br>No<br>There were no songs there to feed you<br>No sweet words to hear<br>Out there beheaded by the sky<br>You put the honeycomb<br>Into the order of nothingness<br>Look<br>What an incredible classification<br>Lies there within the chains<br>Out of pain and deception<br>They weep like dogs<br>They roar like bulls<br>Your settlements weep<br>The road to them treaded in lies</div><div style="margin:10px 0">III</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When we went there they asked<br>Where do our children go<br>The question enhanced the pain<br>The machine gun on your shoulder<br>Your head on holiday in Thailand<br>We believed it would never happen<br>And when it happened we believed<br>It would not happen again<br>And when it happened again<br>They did not dare to ask again<br>Where is it our children go</div><div style="margin:10px 0">IV</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They said you were their sail<br>They took you between clothespins<br>And put you on a wire<br>Letting you wait for the winds</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They said you were their sail<br>Uniforms to sew<br>Green black grey and blue<br>Green black grey and blue<br>In no man’s lands of the nightmare</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They said you were the sail<br>To sweep away the threshold of the world<br>To patchwork the holes of history and memory<br>Tearing out the words of salvage<br>Putting up tents to settle their power<br>Carrying you out in a packed coffin</div><div style="margin:10px 0">(The poem is dedicated to all the victims of the Civil War in the region of ex-Yugoslavia) </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Written in 1996.<br>©Miroslava Odalovic</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Miroslava+Odalovic">Miroslava Odalovic</a><div class=q>
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The deepest thing within
Destroying the possibility of breathing
Will cry even when we’re gone
Even after our own death
We will remain
The homeland poets in the foreign countries
Obscure forces of alien lives
Too tired sights of alien eyes

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