It’s always the light
That shines bright
And the road is long
With your mind strong —

Isn’t it the cause for fun
How the path is always open
Never done?
How it’s always opportunities behind every door
Never a crying lunatic
Lying on the floor?

Influencers are brilliant on their skin
But inside they are full of sin
That’s a bad rhyme, I know
Religion is dead, make it so
As Jean-Luc Picard would say
Yet another fictional character, please pray
Say a prayer or make it two
Because there it comes, out of the blue
Reasoning to my mind
Because it’s dark outside, I lost my sight
And my rhyming sense as well
February, go to hell!

Where have I been
What did I want to tell
I can’t remember well
Because I’m sitting in front of my laptop screen
Nothing is seen
Nor written
Of the future
Night is torture
With a working brain.

        © Dominik Alexander / 2023