MOJA POEZIJA;Valsidal Civonaviz..........ŠTO JE LJUDI VAMA?STA SE DESAVA., ,SA VAMA-!?Što je ljudi vama čemu ta galama?

Male su vam plaće i mirovine

na grbaču sjele vam orlovine

i kljucaju mozak tiho, bez buke,

uzalud vaše ispružene ruke.

Njihov alat je politika, mrziteljica zdravog razuma,

zakulisna dama što zakone piše

i zdrav razum gumicom briše.You must sign in to vote

Izgleda da mržnja, više nego ljubav

tjera nas da poduzmemo nešto.

Iako rezultat ne bude očekivan.Sta ce biti sa nama?

Zapravo, ništa dobro ni ne proklija-Ako to dobro ne rodi?

iz postupka začetog prijezirom

i osvetom.Mi cemo totalno propasti!

Ali barem pobudi zanimanje.Otvori Dusu i Srce.,barem da te ljubav grije.,

Učini nas primjetnima.Daj doprinos dobra.,da sve uspije i proklija.,

Zato mnogi odluče skinuti sve sa sebe

stati na sred gradskog trga.,da pokazu dobra djela.,Da se ljubav ne potrga;

I staviti na sebe natpis.,Pun sam lJubavi i ako sam.,

“Seljak”.

Jer tko bi volio seljaka u gradu?

Ili točnije onoga tko pjeva i poeziju pise,

Tko bi volio umjetnika

koji mu ne maže oči da pokrije i dok pjeva i pise,

Nego u njegove ruke stavlja kemisku i mikrofon,da pjeva i pise,

oruđe moći

i znanja.i dobrote,

Kad čovjeka pitaš

“A kakav bi ti bio na mom mjestu?”i jeli se i ovo tebe tice?

On ne bi bio umjetnik.

Bio bi taj Seljak.-Koji pjeva i pise!Valsidal Civonaviz..........WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE? WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU-!? What is wrong with you people, why all the commotion?

Your salaries and pensions are low

eagles are sitting on your hump

and peck the brain quietly, without noise,

your outstretched hands are in vain.

Their tool is politics, the hater of common sense,

the lady behind the scenes who writes the laws

and common sense erases with an eraser. You must sign in to vote

It seems that hate, more than love

it forces us to take action.

Even if the result is not as expected. What will happen to us?

In fact, nothing good even sprouts - If it doesn't produce good?

from a procedure conceived in contempt

and revenge. We will totally fail!

But at least arouse interest. Open your soul and heart, at least let love warm you.

Make us noticeable. Give a contribution of good., so that everything succeeds and germinates.,

That's why many decide to take everything off themselves

stand in the middle of the town square., to show good deeds., so that love is not torn;

And put an inscription on myself., I am full of love even if I am alone.

"Peasant".

Because who would love a peasant in the city?

Or more precisely the one who sings and writes poetry,

Who would love an artist

who does not rub his eyes to cover them even when he sings and writes,

Instead, he puts a chemical and a microphone in his hands, so that he can sing and write,

a tool of power

and knowledge and kindness,

When you ask a man

"And what would you be like in my place?" and does this also concern you?

He would not be an artist.

He would be that Peasant. - Who sings and writes!

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Valsidal Civonaviz.......