Bellis Mountains/Northern Greece
Photograph by Dave Martin/ Madeyeview
In the streets of downtown Thessaloniki; a crisis of humanity –
The shame of walking by a fallen man,
And knowing not how to pick him up.
A plastic cup that cannot save his dreams.
Change occurs, for better or for worse;
Determined by a falling nation, losing its humanity –
And I don’t rage against the dying of the light!
Photograph by madeyeview
Title & Last stanza edited: Bob Dylan, Dylan Thomas
The sunset lingers behind the clouds;
In small breaks, appears and disappears – like love,
Without a trace; without a warning – Always,
As shadows overlap at Stephen’s Green Park.
Strolling through the alleyway of Up Town in the old city, I found a “masterpiece” between the windows called, The Wall.