my 2nd Polish friend

I just became friend with a Polish boy.

And how this hapened?

Well, I supose because he also felt

so alone

between the other Polish boys…

And maybe we both knew

how uneasy is to play a character’s role

in a such wide colorfull world.

Like a painter who stares,

for a suspended moment,

wondering himself what colour to use

and sometimes highligther paints are chosed

just to atract or impress

the viewers views…

But we found out that we have long scars

on our skins,

after all seasons through we changed

several times from black to white

and reverse.

He told me you know, these white lines

reveal we are tigers!

So until the end of our programm

we showed around

our white sharped teeth,

disquised in smiles,

we roared pulling the hard metals

with bare hands,

coordinating our movements

in a tribal dance with the steel

and machines.