Whatever We Take

there are nightshifts around the world
we would like to fight until the sunlight
appearing again for a new day

© Dominik Alexander / 2024

Sonnet #70: Crisis

Those times are crying for some kind of crisis
The climate changes and the days get worse
Imagine noon and food without some spices
Meanwhile this generation acts diverse

© Dominik Alexander / 2024

Make Orwell Fiction Again

Never listen to the voices
When they call
Never walk with the noises
They’ll eventually fall

© Dominik Alexander / 2024

bottom line

the bottom line might be short
and of some sort
of innocence

© Dominik Alexander / 2024

Folding. what’s left

we’re looking at the sky
picking out a star
and we see a glimpse
of hope

© Dominik Alexander / 2024

Anyone Can See

all the wisdom can be found
any truth is there to see
still the loudest of the sound
is the lowest of humanity

Dominik Alexander / 2024

Is it an episode or a condition?

Asking myself in the kitchen
Can it be healed with a pill
When you go through that thrill
Will it make you wonder

© Dominik Alexander / 2024

free at last

freedom for the prize of guilt
of being a journalist
of sharing the bitter truth with the world

© Dominik Alexander / 2024

too late

too late
is for the people
who work too much
who don’t ever get in touch

© Dominik Alexander / 2024