Hey Stranger.
I see you
burning
at a stake.
The burn is slow.
A few onlookers
to see the show.
But where is
a prosecutor?
Your hands are tied
behind your back.
The ropes seem tight are thick.
Quick glance,
a classic scene,
apart…
Nobody is controlling
the whole thing,
nor the fire,
nor the victim.
A Voice is asking if I want
to help
release you.
I don’t.
Things look….surreal.
Or may be
just too painful
to be felt.
I don’t want
to get burned.
I don’t see how
I can undo the ropes.
Not with my strength,
no.
The ropes,
the flame,
the LAWS
who am I up against it all?
The show is old.
People burn people.
Some trained their hands
to tie the ropes.
Some seem to have the place
on their hands
for the ropes.
And yet,
I take a closer look
and go around.
Ha!
there is no fire
behind
the stake!
How come?
Surreal
indeed.
I’m quickly undoing
the ropes.
From a total surrender
you firmly grab
my hand.
We run away.
Hey! Stop!
Let’s throw
the ropes
into the fire!!
The flame
will engulf
the ropes
and quench itself
and you
will be free
forever.
Hey Stranger,
I feel stronger
guided by you
since I freed
your hands
to take mine.
Hey Stranger, let’s run away.
The stake was yours and yet
I want to get away
from all that cruelty,
and despair.
I feel the ropes
on me
just by being a part
of the audience
of people
burning
other people
while other people
are watching.
Where nobody is exactly
free.
Hey Stranger,
Let’s build
a better future.
Let’s make
campfires
to sit around
with friends
under the stars
and tell stories
and cherish
connections.
Hey Stranger,
Let’s come back here
to build
powerful fountains
on main squares
of our towns
so they will fully clear
the fires
of the past.
Hey Stranger,
Let’s not forget
the many fires.
Let’s watch
the triumph
of humble water
transforming spirit
of town squares
balancing
the cosmic book
with energies
of elements.
Hey Stranger,
Let’s breathe in
our freedom.
Let’s free
all the participants
of the drama
forever.
Let’s help them
to do
something different
with their hands.
We’ll have to heal
the scars,
the memory.
But now
your hands are free
and strong.
Hey Friend,
Let’s use
the power
of human hands,
the hands, not being tied up
the hands, that don’t tie and
the hands, that undo the ties.
Imagine
what’s possible.
Writing by Irina Kotlar
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