DON’T TRUST SATISFACTION
They drowned in a fog
Grey – gray fog
Sticky, fraudulent fog
They blind and deaf
Entagled in the fog
Penetrated by it
Spitting its venom
They don’t feel enslaved
Fear on insecurity has dis appeared
Insecurity that allows you to be free
To be free in existence
To be free to world explore
And free in knowledge
Fell into delusion of paradise
Like vermin nesting under a stone
A stone that will one day be struck
And then it will be too late
Just like the fog will one day
Be blown by the wind of the change
And then it will be too late
Too late for beauty of truth
To late for the good cooperation
And it will to them come out
Only the sigma of death
So if you can
And if it’s not late
Don’t let the fog get to you
Don’t protect your self under a stone
Get away from the crowds
Don’t trust satisfaction
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I have lived in Poland since I was born. I am a graduate of the Jagiellonian University in Krakow, Psychology.
I worked as a psychologist with children and adolescents. Now she works with terminally ill people. For years he has been painting pictures, composing music and above all writing. I write poems, short stories, essays and fairy tales for children