Matchmen dance along the oven,
Wait untill the fire's over,
Dance along the matchmen's box.
Who will save that scared folks?
Ain't no fear of the dark,
They just awe of oven's spark.
They are dying in that place.
"Its allright!" - the human says.
Happy children play with fire -
Its their mess and their desire.
Hundreds matchmen lie ahead,
Ain't no movement, they're all dead.
No one knows for what and how
Matchmen's box is empty now.
Where are they and oven's spark?
No one noticed, no one marked...
2020 г., 25 мая.
Matchmen
© Copyright: Даниил Диденко, 2021
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