Idols
by Ilire Zajmi
Under your name
People clean their sins
Covering veil of decadence
Idols without masks
All the time rise and fall
I talked to Nietzsche
One late November night
And he still believes in Superman
Today saint to divinity
Tomorrow ruthlessly defiled
Satan old fashioned idol
I wish to Nietzsche goodbye
Night revolves on fog scratch
Zarathustra will preach tomorrow
Age of idols have died
God is hiding behind the scenes.
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About Ilire Zajmi
Biography
Ilire Zajmi, writer from Prishtina, Kosovo. Ilire writes poems, and prose. Author of seven books., Three poem collections, two published in Albanian language, one published in Portugal, in English language. Author of one novel, and a publicistic book "Un treno per Blace" published in Italian language, 1999 in Italy. "Television pictures and reality" study book, published by Saga publishing house, Kosovo.
