JUBILEE 2000 - PRAGUE
Poem by Lise Zacho Maarup
This day
just this day
embraced by
the sun of God
through masks
transparents
and stairs like
striving to Heaven
flashes, microphones
and vivid eyes
fighting, singing
cursing for
the rights of
the poor people
to share the sun
of God
flashes and microphones
all these loving eyes
wishing goodnes
help and embracement
kissing away
the tears of powerty
from despearing
dark eyes
with abysses as deep
as oceans’ flight
towards land
towards land embraced
by the sun of God.
Lise Zacho Maarup