Nowhere

In nowhere early morning The sound does not reach anyone rooster forgets to crow and the TV channel will forget to broadcast the news of the coup the snail removes the shell and gives another meaning to silence * In this nowhere Day after day cracks in the wall increase and become bigger, in the countryside The scarecrow is a stranger to its homeland becomes the shadow of a lazy gardener guarding a new season . Nowhere Which encompasses the space of nothing How can poets endure? suffering and departure to the North and the South? you didn't know the day would come They all commit suicide one by one . Condemning the brutality of the wind, and arrogance of high olive branches Poets one after another will go mad * If there is something inside finding ways to express there are things outside binding the limbs of days Don't worry there is nothing but sound of a trumpet blown by the wind In the hand of the scarecrow in the deserted fields stop sleep from the moon's eyes or like a merciless mirage of the sun Orange evening covers it put under its arm and hides it * you did not know why the sad poet said Earth is no longer a quiet place the poet wanted to fill the cracks in the walls with poetry In conclusion, the buildings grimace didnt turn their heads they closed their doors tightly they returned to the embrace of nowhere. the ears of the masks were closed too and they decided Not to listen to words Don't ask any more Why does night has so dark hair Covering the faces of places? * spirit... accommodates all places In the stomach of the Blackbird and do not say to dry swamps and the dusty forests, Goodbye they can't answer.. Place does not understand the meaning of loyalty