Burned Rubber Streets – Two Images
I let the pictures speak.
I.
Big City Night Life – Sweden 2019
Night time
And new expensive looking cars;
The sound of music in Arabic
Pounding through the car windows;
Lamp lights stare in vain …
A car stops!
A girl is taken in by the music!!
She enters!!!
The car heads of towards a crossing formed as a Y.
Instead of turning right
The car continues its ride to the left,
Which is straight ahead
Towards a suburb.
A girl screams
The same girl who entered earlier
Taken in by the music
Played loud!!!!
The music is still loud
But she screams louder
Realising that the car didn’t turn
And she is filled with terror
Anticipating what will happen
In suburbia …
My fault entirely!!!
I saw her enter!!!
I didn’t act!!!
I could have been her shield!!!
R.I.P. Unknown
Nice, France – 2019
Walking by the pavement
Heading to a modest hotel
I encountered
A young French girl
Lying on the ground
With her purse beside her;
Shirt torn,
Trousers too.
I stop;
She raises her head,
Looks at me,
I only look at her
Not saying a word;
My face expresses nothing
I’m aware of …
The girls quickly grabs her purse
And rises from the cold March pavement.
Sobbing
She walks away
Real quick …
I turn around
Looking the other way,
Not wanting to display
My tears …
At times silence speak more than words.
Shaken,
I resume
My way to the hotel.
So sad in so many ways