The Invisible
Like a cruel world is changing
no longer listens to the silence
of his lucid dream
he walks through the streets
lonely in his underpants.
The Invisible
with his heavy tools
on the way to the end of the world.
There is a lot of work to do
in the gardens of the rich!
Lots of wild flowers waiting
on his tender love.
He can now choose
to live with his breath of life.
© mobar.