MY BEAUTIFUL. WIFE? Plates. april 2016


April 14, 2016

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I reached as all for endless love

No news of joy, had come tonight

But flowing blood is brought to light,

That in the land where I was born

I find my home, in Russian storm,

Hope is crushed and life is shut

I endless sketched into the night,

No other way, I have to fight

With false hope and much despair

Try to remember, not to forget

So many of my fellow dead.

I paint my wife, she sleeping thigh

or standing naked under the light

In blood and black my fight is dellt.

My back-bound arms as war is felt

So far away, heartbroken fate

Like serving loved ones one a plate.