I want just a space flat to flee the world
this world which isn't mine.
Just a paper and a pen to change the word
this world which isn't mine
I only want a bed to leave this world which is mine in spite of everything
Only an atomic bomb to hunt the world
this world out of my mind
Only a bow and within my sight the rotten world, this rotten world, to kill it, to kill yours.
I want at last an other world for my children, not this mad world you have to give us, no,
I refuse this preposterous, this horrorful world you made for your children.
I repudiate this reality and more I deny it.
Here & there, Peacefuly & Quietely
to the end of all times.
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