Born under red star

Come ----back into my memories
Cinematic fears
Childhood in darkness of blood
Real fear of a me



Steel wires of informations
Ears------- mute mouth
Radio--' waves
Enemies of enemies




Empty fields of mass executions
Morbid landscape of black winter
Where my childhood
Became diverse ---- escaping game



Eastern lessons
Punishments without crimes
Torturing of a puppets
Under tools of communism

Reviews

[John the Baptist]

Sounds like the recall of traumatic memories incurred in war. Of such things is PTSD made.