The Black Cadillac

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The big black Cadillac rides again
inside our neighborhood the small domain,
it carries dangers and many sins
and people with infernal wings.

Don’t trust that ugly and sar faced guy
with his black costume and shiny tie,
from this dark figure we must defend
and all his crimes must have an end.

I don’t have patience to waste no more,
I want justice outside my door,
I’ll give my warning and my demand
or else he’ll pay and understand.

I’m not an obsessive and crazy man
but all these fears obscure my sun,
we have to burn the darksome moods
and smash the criminals like rotten wood.

The big black Cadillacs our life will rule
if we’ll continue to play the fool,
let’s give our children a better land
and right solutions from our hand.

Please Login or Register to see the link.George E. Marinakis
“Senses and faces” poetry
“Smyrniotakis” 2008

One Reply to “The Black Cadillac”

  1. Θαρρώ, καλέ μου Γιώργο,συμφωνώντας με την ποιητική σου εκδοχή, πως είναι καιρός, να εμπιστευτούμε τους ευαίσθητους, τους καλλιτέχνες, τους οραματιστές μιας όλβιας ζωής, γιατί πολύ μας αλλοτρίωσαν οι”big black Candillacs και οι καταχθόνιοι “καβαλλάρηδες”με τα γυαλιστερά σήματα καθωσπρεπισμού! Κάποιος ποιητής λέει..”χρωστάμε πιο πολλά στους ποιητές, παρά στις τράπεζες”.
    Ίσως έτσι αφήσουμε “καλύτερη Γη” πιο πρόσφορη για τα παιδιά μας!

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