As we didn΄t manage
To dedicate excellent poetry to each other,
As we didn΄t manage
To paint the portrait of each other
With flawless strokes
On the canvasses of the centuries,
As our union will never be raised
In a prominent place,
Like Jesus the Savior
On the top of Rio,
Let΄s burst into flames
This very midnight
And get lost prematurely
Ιn the breast of the dark sky
Two fire works all shining.
By Takis Pierrakos