- our endless urban walk -

Take a walk.

Terrified urban soul,
see the unwelcoming arms
of man-made walls
that give the illusion of safety.
But when night falls,
they just spy upon you.

Cyclops-eyes scrutinize,
soldered to screens
that show our times,
a deformed piece
in a puzzle called History.

Keep walking.

It is a maze
and you are not expected
to come out of it,
stuck in eternal youth.

Just grab
a genetically modified apple
from this newfound hell
and be ready
to call it paradise.