IN THE SUBURBS – Engjëll I. Berisha, Kosovo

IN THE SUBURBS

A small house in the road with a heroe’s name

Everytime I enter into her brest

To me the road up to there is shown by stars

The day a book with light up front

My time water, air and soil

Grows me as very young

In the play of life played in the stage

In my time is written

This book

Is raised this statue

Has been born this kid

The bells are falling early