Enormous dreams
Fist full of happiness
Like a democratic rainbow,
The road is crowed
Some sad song comes from the radio
No hope,
Only conversations last
The table of last supper is full of blood
The liquor filament of the day still shines
Which day is this,
Day above all days!!
Or the day beneath the soldier’s boot
Wind, full of dead bodies, comes from Iraq
It is [...]

Like the last puff of cigarette
2009 is also going away from me
like a narrow image,
It is just passing me
What a year it was