politics – Scriptorium '77

sick as i am

sick as i am
i try to obscure
what went wrong
during the latest nights

στάσις καί εἰρήνη

Stasis
offener Konflikt
Gewalt zu Bürgerkrieg

Sonnet #32: Queen

Their time will come for all the beings left
A life enriched through bad and better days
And still it’s feeling like a bitter theft
Throughout she never failed us to amaze

Sonnet #25: Peace

When every drop of hope seemed spilled with ease
By narrow minded people without thinking
The enemies of freedom make their peace
Don’t hesitate to drop your glass of drinking

join me for the trip of our life

there hangs a shadow
on that rejuvenated meadow
from the tree in the distance
without known substance

Global Teapot

Words are floating down the southern hemisphere
Troublesome the mind might melting
Into a global teapot

LOOKING

Looking is the only way I allow myself to drool about the pleasures of life
Looking along the crowded street wishing it was empty

What’s Worth To Be Against It Every Single Time?

Just close your eyes and despise what you just saw. It won’t be against the law to refuse to help.

Sonnet #12: Prejudices

Applying to indifferences why
The schedule of the fight writes down the law
Release the armour whispers there a cry
The echo breaks itself at what we saw

HOLLOW SOCIETY

It always starts with love within our hearts
The sorting of the burdens dims the lights
From right to left we’re shuffling all the cards
And hope something remains that souls ignites