– What kind of place is that?

– This is the ground where my forefathers

are buried, but why it’s painted in red, I do not know.

 

– What kind of place is that?

– This is the original junk yard. You can find here

remains of the first comet, the first man, scraps from

the last supper, but why there is a sign saying,

“Population – 0”, I do not know.

 

– What kind of place is that?

–  This is the starting point for emperors, popes, kings

and presidents. But why the throne is covered in gold

and decaying from within, I do not know.

 

– What kind of place is that?

– These are our cemeteries.

Here is the cemetery for the white.

Here is the cemetery for the black.

Here is the cemetery for the Jews.

 

– What kind of place is that?

– This is the space of the eternal silence, of the deafening

stillness, of the universal calmness and peace,

but why is all we hear the sound of distant hammering,

I think I know why!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Photo: “Moon” by Nick K.