Under the oak tree
at Dasoto Nevrokopiou
we look up
at the first acorns
which are closer
to the sky
and the future
and we are thinking
that they ought
to be saved
for the eons
to follow
otherwise the continuity
will not exist
and we will not remember
the battles
we gave
in the past
for the richness
of our land
to exist
at the time
we didn’t have
anything.