The voice of the Polish man in me

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Polish land

I wasn’t able to protect my country, my land, my soil. I wasn’t able to protect Her from being hurt, destroyed, burned, bombarded, threatened. I wasn’t able to stop the blood being spilled on Her body. So I left… I abandoned Her because I couldn’t stand the pain of my own defeat, of my own powerlessness, of my own shame. I stopped seeing Her beauty. I turned my eyes away from Her and I turned my heart away from Her. I stopped cherishing and complementing Her.
I started spitting on Her and disregarding Her. And so she became gray…