Poezja

It was your 
integrity 
 
at the time of ubiquitous pain 
of separation, you want to move the home 
away from home 
 
coming 
to terms with the trauma 
your shadow was not following you 
 
playing dead 
nuzzling the earth, racing to fill 
the void, entering the truthlessness 
 
this world 
of violence, of mayhem, of self-betrayal, 
the flags are not able to cover the nudity