Written by Konstantinos Konstantinidis Amphiktyon
We are alone, we are alone like the flower’s warp and yet we are many Each one within himself no contact with his neighbor power is usually his enemy Each one expresses his own world the grief of his neighbor does not concern him his homeland and if he lags behind he does not mind even if they steal his opinion does not change When his heart dares to open will you pity him or hate him? Therefore, locked in the walls of Jericho collectively unable to act Each one is locked in his tower Armed with his personal opinion Cannot bear to have a dialogue The dogma(=party) puts forward so that you don’t bother him Completely separated from logic Surrendered to emotion and the party The convenient slave is lost Always a victim and humiliated Only one stands near you The mother always stands by you Our mother and the Fatherland She gave you the first milk She fed you with divine mother For you she made any sacrifice She watered you with the nectar of the gods and with ambrosia But you watered her with bitterness Since you changed gods, you have been hostile to Pan You have made everything a desert You have burned all of Greece Where it used to be forests now filled with ephemeral I earned two friends in my youth in a little while they left and I have been a lonely knight ever since Whomever you trust? He will betray you tomorrow Humanity is restless in our times Closed in his own shell Our young people have become thugs Everyone talks on their mobile phones But in the same space they argue The spiritual man seeks solitude Only the politician spends about five hundred piggy banks Loneliness is the best company With solitude you live freely and beautifully New friend the Computer the mobile phone and artificial intelligence Are we heading towards the abyss and let whatever he wants happen? But in the end you will regret it You “mangoufis” will you end up helpless? Will you hand over your homeland to foreigners? You will suffer the illness alone you will carry the “cross” alone you will travel alone and in the tunnel on the last journey you will travel with Pluto in company you will sail the sky alone in life alone and in foreign lands you sing songs of loneliness and freedom you also sing about some love betrayed by you alone in birth alone and you will reach death absent before you are born absent after you die your life on Earth is infinitesimal but you do nothing to make progress all together at dinner and the politicians first “We ate them together” the community funds you ate the air and they ate the lamb they burned the forests and the thickets the peaks were filled with “wind-blown” the forests plots with the politicians’ “holy shrines” Let’s all question them together one morning Let’s move forward with another Constitution of popular acceptance These are finished stories A corpse that stinks and smells because the funeral is delayed (25/8/25)
*Amphiktyon Major General Konstantinos Konstantinidis
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