As if they can tell me,

Those little folks,

What is right

And what is wrong.

Leave me alone, please!

Be so kind and leave me

To shatter my head

To brake my legs

To cut my arms

To be smashed all over

And even if I die

Let me do it on my own

Let me find the way out

Of my own prison

Let me call Death myself,

Not the fear or

The sense of inferiority

In front of you

Little foxy folks

….

I won’t see you in “Heaven”

Because I will die in repose! :)