with courage on the mountaintop
someone shouts
that the voice has been hanged
the echo moans
that upon the withered body of song
they rained down bullets
and again, the voice becomes mute
the echo is buried alive
hope grows from the soil
shines for a day
cries out salvation
and we, with sewn lips
sing a lullaby,
maternally to the city
| Size | 39.70 x 14.20 x 14.20 in |
|---|---|
| Edition | 2020 |
| Year | 2020 |
| Media | Bronze |
