I ASK YOU NOT TO JUDGE ME HARSHLY

I ASK YOU NOT TO JUDGE ME HARSHLY

I ask you not to judge me harshly
Under the cover of sleepless skies.
I have a direct road to hell
Will lead; as at the end of silly plays

Shadows will hide behind the scenes —
The embodiment of false friends,
And under the tears of empty regrets
I will leave the earthly Colosseum.

But please don’t judge me harshly,
Do not grumble at the dishonesty of the Gods.
I have a direct road to hell
Will lead; the way to start I’m ready.

© Olga Hess

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