How dark it is in this house 
Even not a little candle in the window 
No one is waiting for anyone 
Who will never come back from a war 

Maybe someone is crying in this darkness 
Dying alone from the loneliness 
Without a light at the end of the way 
Or hope that everything will be better 

And maybe his soul the darkness has also covered 
Like dust inside of the empty house 
In which no one lives anymore 
Becouse he will need too much 
Effort and his own work to put into 
Keeping such big living space 

Or maybe in this house someone 
In the most normal way is just sleeping 
And waiting for someone else to knock 
And put the darkness away 

//Marfir//2018//