So easy to look back So difficult to forget past Each time I look back I can’t help but shiver at the thought Of the fight that lies ahead To be normal once more…. I am tired of fighting it again and again Just want to lie down, break down and rest Rest in peace maybe… But then life doesn’t wait for me Time doesn’t stand still Everything turns a new leaf And I head for final land of nod One step a day…
The rapture was on prowl to get the believers. You knew what you should not have known about the baby blue. Aphasia, experiences an impulsive violence, beyond the dead. Bionic hands to capture the moment of swapping uremia with swastika.
Modernity. Technology. Racing head long helter-skelter into the future. Like a runaway train speeding out of control. Historic societal norms breaking apart. What to think, what to believe losing resonance. Explosion of information barraging our senses. Overload. Current institutions clueless
I dwell in a hut, down, under the shade of that tree, You stay in a nest, up, on the branch of that same tree Thinking thoughtfully over thoughts – a while; See every reason to Believe and reveal…., Dear