Paradis chacun pour soi

he only attaches himself to the unreal
only to illusions that he can understand
he is told that life is beautiful and that the truth can wait
everything is possible seen from this angle
nothing is readable in this silence
incompatible, it resembles it
being sensitive to large groups
why, isolated in anonymity
all this is decided by everyone for themselves?
he has no choice but the reality
of a landscape that we cannot understand
br/>he is told that his life is beautiful
and that freedom can wait
nothing is possible seen from this angle
it is not readable without innocence
an invisible person who resembles us
being sensitive to violence
why, isolated in anonymity
all this is decided by everyone for themselves?