Moving colors of emotions

Moving colors of emotions

A Poem by Multi Culture Tribe

Car is in underground dark garage
Inside of car is one lonely sad boy
He feel like in empty space of aliens



They are real and they can make painful wounds
Cinematic past became surrealistic future



Present is frozen behind his eyes
Boy have key but no door to open
Home is reality with torture and terror



Happiness is just a word
Love is hiding behind is resistance
Science--fictions books are his mythology



Panoptic of giant masks
Figures are scary ------------------they cannot speak
Masks of normal norms




Gestapo is selections of abusers of alcohols



Fake people with fake tears
Normal people don't have feels
Anger is a angel with sword of fierce





Nude women in naked lake
Sexy flirt through her swimming
Porn art in life giving



Comics violence of new decadence
Prostitutes are behind the barber wire fence



Windows are in floor
Faith for virginity and sterility



This little boy is still me
I am still in that car
Could you open me




© 2018 Multi Culture Tribe


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To be completely honest the way you wrote this is a bit confusing and hard to tell what you're talking about until the very end. On a side note when I finally reread it, the points I found in it were interesting and a joy to read

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Multi Culture Tribe
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