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Legacy

 The songs of this blog serve as a tangible document that the shores of Bela Crkva were also splashed by the waves of late sixties. The wave washed back long time ago, yet it is still possible to recognize the message engraved in the sand. However, instead of expressions like, MAKE LOVE NOT WAR, etc., what remains legible are the words saying that this world could be saved only by REASON & TOLERANCE.

What about LOVE?

Some of those who actuated this story think it's better to save the word for your wife or hubby, children or some friends;

 or, for a rainy day;
or, for a glass of wine;
or, for a cup of hibiscus tea with a croissant.

At the end of the day it doesn't matter whatever. This too shall pass.
 
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SUSPICION

I’m with you and I know,
Where the frontiers of misery are,
Where vacant eyes and the cycle reside,
Where people who spit on bodies live;

The bodies trembling in inflaming trance,
In the name of a doubt,
The doubt worn and evil,
In the name of a spark,
The spark, which colors blood,
Pigging out days with laughter,
The days of ours stinking of fear.

***
 Streets are deserted,
In the mid of dreams are chasing,
Minds and reflections of passion,
The curses of this world and lies;

All the while sky’s gazing coldly,
To arrows turns eyes,
The eyes frightened to death,
The eyes of yours seeing the end.

***
Wounds are adored,
Shattered bones don’t count,
Lunatics grow in number,
We tear apart the world;

Could it be too early,
To celebrate it so eagerly,
To tatter skin and hurt,
To stab nails into soft tissue,
The tissue oozing red beads?

***
Rotten parts of my body, I’m taking apart.
I’m throwing them up - what a cosmic gale!
The insane get ecstatic,
Bloody teeth are clutching,
Clutching necks,
The necks of those brave;
Crackling sound fills the air.

***
 In spite of all,
Of all what could happen,
Let me stay,
Let me stay being,
Being one,
The one who doubts,
Doubts it all.
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