Demokratija Bez Titarenja
Fuuuck This Quasi Democracy
It hurt me you having a friend
my part of your life is a centimetre
where pounds are mixed into miles.
Where speed is distance divided
by a particle of cosmos hallelujah
nesting owls - that all is alright.
The spinster in me is a bachelor perverted
who money makers reveal as if introverted.
Where we, discover our selves is media-estranged
a pinnacle of deranged and a courage wrongly spend.
Can your friend utter this same words
without revealing his intend behind boards?