Written by Nikos Moschovos

When you spit, little girl,

at your idol

you feel nothing anymore,

You are only a wooden doll.

When you spit

at the man you adore,

at that same man you had raised once,

then you are just a lost soul,

nought.

You say you believe in him

but you know nothing,

because everything is a matter of principle.

You demolish

Your love, your life.

Everything leads you to refusal.

Keep on spitting,

Keep on spitting your false idol

You little girl.

Well, what are you going to tell your friends?

That you feel like the “number one”

In your wild ecstasy.

I wonder: Is anything human

left in you?

About the poem

The poem “Refusal,” written by Nikos Moschovos in 1981, is included in the poetry collection entitled “Gazing at Dreams – A Poetic Journey 1974-1991″ by Nikos Moschovos, which was “published” for the first time in 1992 in Thessaloniki (ISBN 960-220-324-2, Thessaloniki 1992).

This poetry collection was re-released in 2013 in eBook (PDF) format by the ONLINE BOOK PUBLICATIONS “NMOS- N. Moschovos” (ISBN-13: 978-960-90172-4-4, 80 pages). It is not “published” in a printed book, but only on the internet.

The poem “The Petty Satraps” is part of another thematic poetic work by Nikos Moschovos, published in Greece. All copyrights are reserved.

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