politics – Page 8 – Scriptorium '77

Facing Extinction

The lights go out on planet Earth
Who wants a piece for what it’s worth?

In his castle dark
Stood the monarch
All alone
Tapped his crown
And left.

Street colours in Fall
The winner takes it all
Blue is the colour
Of calm and unity

The claim was done
Of course he had to
Way before the result is called
While the race is still on
Both of them can come through
To get installed;

Waiting in line
Patiently
Another step closer
Every step at its time

When I beat my wife
Because I hate my life
When I enjoy the assault
Then it’s not my fault

Wild we are
And without wings
We live in daydreams
With open eyes

Who are you?
The question is hanging
Like Damocles’ sword
Above my head

The truth isn’t out there
It’s not even within
Time only flies by
Your secrets have been

Isn’t it our second nature / To try our best and destroy our future
We like to buy as cheap as we can / Who avoids to pay taxes we dearly stan