*A Dead One Is Not A Dead One*

Woman who marries death

 

How many are there for the ceremonies

Bringing them closer to her.

 

Those who tasted their likes

and Dislikes have been stirred up

And those who mock at her.

 

How many hearts are in

the magic of silence showing by her.

 

More than that…

From the map of their heart,

Within a few minutes she may disappear.

 

In the houses of the dead one,

How quickly the seasons are changing.

 

It was spring yesterday in the blooming areas,

It's a hot summer today,

Another one spring will come tomorrow.

 

She'll put today’s in yesterday's jar of wine

 

Look....

What a miracle !

What a wonder !

A dead one,

how calm and gentle is to see her

those who come deceiving

 

Families and locals,

even the enemies and strangers together,

Like acquaintances Feeding together.

 

All those who came in,

On the same mat Wiping the feet.

and those been kicked in the past

coming through the same thread calmly

foot letting you in.

 

A dead one is really who reads democracy,

 

She is teaching all equality

Showing up in front of the universe, Isn't it?

 

Many of the things she wished to see

She did not wish to see

She sees all those in half- closed eyes.

 

Dead one is not a dead one.