“Silly games that bring no winner…”You can from the start
ask me to go out,
without pretending, playing
silly games that bring no winner,
only an artificial filler to the mundane.
Why you always visit me,
and try to poke and shake
my boat that’s bound to sink
regardless on its own?
Could you sing a different tune
something closer to reality
of our momentary clarity,
and peace that we don’t know?
Poetry by Vladimir Fischer
Thank you very much for any help!