the two glances..

May 25th is over.. 200 years passed trying to be independient.. free...
But still there are two countries..
One with the glance firm, with the eyes full of past glories and hard battles, and within them the untamed will to go on fighting for the future...
The other, with the sceptic glance.. the one who eats but forgot when he coudn't have food.. the one who protests but forgot when he couldn't express himself, just for the single fear to be killed..
How much more time he will need to realize?
How much more he will go on listening and repeating without digesting what he listens and repeats??

an instant..i want an instant..

A taste of past times, a warmness of childhood...

maybe a stop, so the soul may feel the essence in the middle of all pressures, moving and tiredness...

wish i could have an instant of them there, enjoying life..but sometimes we can only register.. and share..