Fight

From the twilight I pour
the light from the darkness
so that I would crucify the dark specterof hate
along with the lie
and the history full of betrayals.
I shall make the cruelty dance
on their embers.

By a child's pure smile
I will pour
the songs' steps in the crystal souls
of the nightingales,
the mustangs from fighters' smiles
with a ritual from a pure star
I will banish
the omnipresent octopus
of despair.