Poem: “Central Park”

No one on Earth can change the course of history.

No one should doubt, there’s absolutes and laws,

and right and wrong and Ten Commandments, written deep upon the stone.

There is the purest white and purest darkness,

we’re free to choose between what’s right and wrong,

travelling through our thoughts, strong winds and lightning,

travelling through our ears an old, old song.

I stood one day in Central Park,

snow covered the ground,

I thought of summer…

C.2021, Francisco Bravo Cabrera, 20 NOV 2021, València, Spain 🇪🇸