The winter of mind

Autumn is over

the trees are even balder,

this huge concrete jugle

looks even grimmer.

The tasteless, common meal,

the same meaningless movies

and monotonous, everyday duties.

All seems like an endless stream.

Human, the pinnacle of evolution,

the noble creature

lives its daily life in brainless motion

in this elaborate infrastructure.

Thinking these days wrapped in winter

Creativity (became faded),

dropped its colorful leaves.

The trees are getting balder,

Autumn is over...

Komjátszegi Fábián Hunor XII. R