The wall

The world stopped at the wall protecting my home ,

 everything  was beautiful  and soft .

 It was the world before ,when love  was simple 

and desire  a touch of unique  chord ...

 You've ruined the order of my alleys ,

sowing madness in the wisdom of my garden ,

  you stole my soul of concrete ...

Crowd in adoration of an empty catafalque ,

the guards watching over the winter palace ,

skinned molosses servants of corrupt princes 

whose graces frighten  small children ! 

Good apostles in charitable garb ,

   giving alms to crows ...

You've breached the wall  ,

unleashing  impatient flies,

  locust calamity  ,

and those insolent frogs 

bitting  Jupiter's ass...

  Usurpers ,you have no bricks in your belly !

With black blood having dried on the pavement

I'll  build the new wall  ! 

Enjoying the fruits of my orchard ,

rediscovering taste of simple loves 

and desire 's  melody  ,unique  chord ,

in the  heart  of summer  garden ...