Disamistade :
(not friendship, faida)(state of unfriendshipness)
What are these souls doing
infront of the church
these people (who feel/are) divided
this unconcluded(suspended) history
measuring with one's arm
from a offense(instead of safe) distance
thinking about peace
pearcing peace
2 families that are disarmed of blood
line up to surrender
and for everybody everybody else's pain
is just less painful half times
it's fulfilled by just easy matters,
the war of heart
a cry of a dog who's been put down
by a passing-by shadow
it's suttisfied by brief agonies
on the way home
a outbrust of blood
an absence fannd out for dinnertime
and to every shot in the roundabouts
one asks good blessings
what do these girls do here
sewing and ebroidering(?)
these dirty spots of mourning
given up over to love
in between them it's hidden
a lost hope
that the enemy wants
and wants it returned
and a frenzy of hands that has been find out
they were touching other hands
there must a way to live without sorrow
a run from eyes to other eyes
to find out that instead
it's only the resting wind
hating but in half
and the half that is missing
is dedicated to the authority
that the "disamistade"
is opposing itself to our disadventure
this run made by time
to scatter across destinies and souls
what do these souls do
in front of the church
these people, divided
this piece of unconcluded history