down the street, Downing Street

The night is cold and the cars are passing by,
tv stands off and carpet glows in ornamental colours:
- Hope is there and protects me around the corner.
Where the man with the knife strives,
this shadow of benevolence strolls just behind,
and keeps me in unbreakable shield.
For today I know the value of things,
and no robber stabs the one who sees the light in the night.
Let him stand there, for I go just round him, and where he says in a compromised voice: good-night (and tries to take out the knife); I say in happy way: good-day!




... and keep on, down the street, Downing Street.