Marek Baterowicz: Tree Crying

I late reopened a book of poems Wenceslas Grabkowski “You come up erstwhile dawn”, sent to me with a dedication in 1998 from Wrocław and on page 24 hit me the punch line of the short lyric “The Council of the poet”:

He said

Go that way.

There they will say how to wander

We'll meet at the same place.

If you see the world

another truths

If you see

weeping trees

And the punch line hit me, due to the fact that present – in AD 2026 – it made sense of a truly tragic 1 under the tyranny of Tusk, which demolishes all values from the regulation of law starting, which is, of course, a question of democracy – so whether

Already in 1998 the author felt that there would be a madman and an enemy of Poles who would tell us how to err? By ignoring the planet of another truths? Yes, personally in my wanderings I saw these “other truths”, respecting the regulation of law, democracy or simply the interest of the Homeland, as well as the truth. Meanwhile, Tusk-recidiist at the Prime Minister's office acts as if he hated us with all his might, and the fact in particular. And the blood has a tainted lie... What the countrymen already see, but not a coalition on December 13, so devoted and profit-making

from his unlimited dictatorship, supported by the EU, which is consciously breaking democracy! And the days over Poland are wilting like flowers without water, and people are inactive suffocating in the Smolensk fog, erstwhile its sprayer is inactive directed by the Smolensk murderer, constantly hiding the fact from the nation... In this situation, we are seriously contemplating only this “tree crying” due to the fact that our tears have dried up in pupils. And I hear our Vistula is losing its source... What will get us out of this abyss?

( Wacław Grabkowski writes stories more frequently, and prof. Dorota Heck wrote about him in “Arcans” once.

Marek Baterovich, 25.VIII.2026

( Survivor from the Rock))

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