Leaving home for the eleven pee em train
Watching the stars sourrounding me with light
Out of the shadows some staring sights esteem
The change of movement makes their own refrain

It’s fur enough
That they hesitate
I wouldn’t meet myself
Not even with an advocate

Once in two years he’s doing what he was voted for
Is that enough
Are people really that easily being satisfied?

It’s fur enough
That the strikes go on
There will be always some
People who don’t agree with you

Meeting my fishy friends on the dirty riverside
I’ve got a job for you, if you’d like to …
We know; no further word here in the dark …
How will you know …
Shhh, the furry ears are everywhere

It’s fur enough
Chance versus cheating
The rich still eat the poor
It has been always like that

Walking home from the one ey em train
Watching the moon climbing the trees beneath
Out of my mind circle the colours my path
Questioning everyone who was born to reign.

        © Dominik Alexander / 2024
        © Gerd Altmann (image)