GRANDMASTER - DER BANDUSTAN - EIN LAND 3 (Gefahr ist in uns)
DER BANDUSTAN - EIN LAND 3 (Gefahr ist in uns)
I know you have been waiting for your soul
A country 3 comic poem of big amplitude Just like the joking Romanian from nature He is sweet and a bit sour as well 2
LUCACI FLORENTIN – POETRY AND ARTWORK
GRANDMASTER - DER BANDUSTAN - EIN LAND 3 (Gefahr ist in uns)
Mommy look at that dirty beggar
Hungry and sick who suffers from frost They did not teach us at school in the alphabet To be careful not to be like him My dear boy is a scholar A scholar with a master and an engineer Hit by this life by luck and by sorrow How to know the ephemeral teacher That until yesterday was grocery salesman Daddy today at school my lady teacher Asked me again I do not know how many times Where you work where you go in the morning After coffee milk bread butter and jam My lovely girl I worked in the train station At 3 o clock I woke up washing my face I washed the wagons I tell you first time To learn was too much I could not I was just as good as I could I wrote lying complaints files to my colleagues As promised my wrote commitment 3
LUCACI FLORENTIN – POETRY AND ARTWORK
GRANDMASTER - DER BANDUSTAN - EIN LAND 3 (Gefahr ist in uns)
We were out of rail three
At the monastery I was running to do justice I wrote entire books all green and dry lies Those people were even arrested That s what I did every day I always wrote I do not care about them just about my head Nobody did not fire me I got prizes And your mother was pregnant with you That was what I could do A man of good from God I did Hell Once so good 1 man I poured That afternoon with the money I got I was in town and I bought you Shoes dresses and 1 baby bed I felt like no one I was humble I saw blood stains on the white bed Teeth removed with pliers under the iron I saw tears on the clean napkin You to be well I was encouraged I saw the cried eyes swollen and hit 4
LUCACI FLORENTIN – POETRY AND ARTWORK
GRANDMASTER - DER BANDUSTAN - EIN LAND 3 (Gefahr ist in uns)
Of those who were my victims and beaten bad
I saw their futile and destroyed lives By my great lies in the induced files That s how we caught the revolution in a country 2 The past does not matter we counted on us Me and Mommy and how we grow up on you Still without honest work but with mud The revolution has gone so slowly I laughed so hard I was going to die It was a new air I was about to fly Nights with the girls I was making love It did not took a long time to get repartition From the boys suspected of extinction Where do you think dear children Well as guardian at the penitentiary I was a master in dealing with files And even the biggest one I bet I even had a great premonition I will be working on files in another show Same good relationships with boys 5
LUCACI FLORENTIN – POETRY AND ARTWORK
GRANDMASTER - DER BANDUSTAN - EIN LAND 3 (Gefahr ist in uns)
With big blue eyes and index at CV
I transferred mummy that was porter Directly to the district court as schreiber Did not pass 3 years in drunkenness and despair For I have heard of some VIP As our new free country 3 Quick needed from evening to morning Attorneys prosecutors and judges And that our overpowering protector When he appeared the Sun was shine Enroll us at law faculty without exam Without frequency Monday Wednesday and Friday In the village at the girls high school on the trail After World War 2 was the disco dancing place We earned plenty money well Seeing how the things run we said Wife enroll at night studies don’t stay in vane I enroll immediately directly in the second year Said and done, we both arrived in 3 years New real men we are the new men 6
LUCACI FLORENTIN – POETRY AND ARTWORK
GRANDMASTER - DER BANDUSTAN - EIN LAND 3 (Gefahr ist in uns)
Attorneys and I brave chief of the penitentiary
By presidential decree but not really More by good references from the file Mommy did not remain a lawyer Far too much of what she once was But your dad as you well see After a year of drunks women and brine I was enrolled by them at the magistracy In two years became prosecutor won t believe And Mommy from hardworking seller at dispensers Became as good as me she became a judge And now we re working both with files again We are in the top of the society each one I false into files and she gives sentences With no fear of God and without faith We have golden phones with diamonds We have each expensive cars of last generation When she does not know what sentence to give I m sending it her on WhatsApp written ready When I do not know what lies in files 7
LUCACI FLORENTIN – POETRY AND ARTWORK
GRANDMASTER - DER BANDUSTAN - EIN LAND 3 (Gefahr ist in uns)
She send me them on Skype as files
She pours into files I give sentences A new country 3 we build without faith For they have given us everything we have And for them poison we drink As long as they give us everything To be good and after us the flood What is a country 3 what is the law Words empty in 1 inert concept We all 4 got to live good like a hell The rest we will see in a country 4.