From a silver star
fell on Earth a man
with no believes…
Fell in the middle of a city
with no name,
than he begun to walk
his first, and his last road
direction home…
He crossed the ocean
crossed the desert
and all the green fields he crossed
but never thought
in the deep blue skies above…
Than he found a flower
in a fish tank, dirty water
thought he’s the owner
of those beauty
and he begun to wonder, about
where to go, who to tell
when could be
the time when he decides to pay
the tax for walking foreign land,
which prize he’ll have to afford
for each step on ground he knew
just when was born.
And stopped the time
to count
nothing moved,
the man looked around
and saw falling stars
one after another
and was when met the judge
and the prisoners
in land of no one,
land with blue sky
pale fields, transparent rivers
strange specie called plants
and creatures eating death,
called animals, for his surprise…
Than he crossed the skies
but no, it was just a dream
he woke up
a man dreamed for first time…
Than he said a word
but was not sure to understand
those was language unknown
and he thought
how to swim away…
and walked
direction home
and crossed the ocean
crossed the desert
and the green grass
his first, and last road
direction silver star.