The Hidden And Unexpected

Among the remains of our Daily Bread

We get used to blinding our eyes

Is there anything as amazing

As proving our smallness to believe

That living is the only real thing and forgetting our own lines

While performing on the screen of life

Hidden and Unexpected

Young and old people shut

Themselves up in the egoism

Of the body's opinion

Pure illusions of we who lives

Each second numb

The body get off the stage

And returns to the essence

To once more get into the game

For another attempt at the 108th

Hidden and Unexpected

Death comes to catch us with

Our virtues or badness

And she's so disagreeable

At dinnertime

Unheard word in the throat

Definitive dead