There will be no time anymore.
Someone has drunk it all.
There will be no space for freedom anymore,
emotions will be limited.
There will be no truth anymore,
because the truth kills
with its unbearable clarity.
There will be no knowledge anymore,
because the world that doesn't need it
isn't worth anyone's attention.
So hooray to those who drink from poisoned fountains
In the epoch of time lost,
In dystopia of never-ending youth
And colour-blindness.
Hooray to timeless beings.
(c) Maryna Tchianova
2016
A timeless being
© Copyright: Марина Чиянова, 2021
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