I Affirm
I don't know how to shoot,
but words are my weapons
from which sometimes a word goes by word,
and sometimes it's a barrage of fire.
I'm clumsy at knitting,
yet I weave threads of letters,
constructing a fisherman's net,
holding my beard high, so I don't drown.
I'm not skilled, yet I walk skillfully through minefields
of chains, through sadness, pain, and suffering.
I bear the burden of life heavily,
from the observer's eye,
it seems as light as a feather.
It seems so, but it's not,
neither naive nor easy...
I affirm that life doesn't choose
whom it serves what and how.
They say it's not life,
it's a cursed fate
that troubles my soul
so much, exactly that much.
There's no life after death,
because no one has verified it.
Not a single soul, if it exists there,
has ever reached out, never.
I affirm that love would save this world,
but it's a thorn in the side of the malicious.
Love that measures up to the celestial vault,
the depth of the ocean, because every wound is healed by love.
There's room for love in every day,
I believe it would suit everyone.
Some never experience that beautiful feeling,
that's why they admire evil.
A wicked person hasn't given much in life,
because only that's what they've sown, let them reap it.
Because of such, my soul writhes and wails.
For accumulated sadness and pain,
I affirm, I don't have an ace up my sleeve!
Nadica Я.
Nada-Nadica Cvetković