On the way to his jail
The prisoner ran away
But when he looked behind
He almost lost his mind
He stood very silent, like a mould of clay
His body was cold, his face was pale
*****
A farmer noticed a strange-looking rock
No heat, no smell, just an oddly strange look
The man was frightened as he found out
That there was no echo for his shouts
*****
Two frozen people in a distant place
Lots of people tried to solve the mystery
Not for knowledge or curiosity, or even grace
But only to write it down in history
Scientists say that they're not humans
Historians say that they might be Romans
Politicians argue that they might be a symbol
That represents the wisdom
Of a very ancient kingdom
Which used to have two kings
Who used to share all their things
With the one who would kill
Anyone who stood against their will
(They must have left it written in a will)
The prisoner and the farmer are attached together
They may remain like this forever
They faced an event which was too tragic
It seemed to them like powerful magic
Silence and darkness are all around them
They could be alive, they could be dead
No one knows what's in their heads
"…If you're a prisoner, don't run away
If you're a farmer, don't notice rocks
But if you ought to, don't look behind…"
June 2000
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