I had a dream once…
Yes, I did.
A dream worth having
as a kid.
That one day,
We shall live as one
And all our troubles
Will be gone.
That wars and violence,
Crime and cons
Will bear no mark
Upon our homes.
That trashing, terror,
Torture, tears
Will be long-gone
as will all fears…

Our world today
is not a dream.
It is a sadly darkened scene.
Where men and women,
Young and old,
Forgot you can't buy dreams
With gold.

And yet there's love and peace
somewhere.
True unity -
for those who dare
To fight the system,
Doubt the laws -
The latter are the former's jaws…
I praise those people,
Young and old,
Their hearts are silver,
Minds are gold.

We march for freedom,
Side by side,
Our faith is pure -
Direct our stride.
We won't give up,
We shan't give in
As long as we all
Have a dream.

30-8-2013

On borrowed time,
On wings of fate
We live and die,
We love and hate.

We fly above
Some magic lands,
Albeit briefly,
Hand in hand.

We pass our wisdom,
Days go by…
Our time is up.
We live to die.

Well, haters gonna hate, no doubt.
With all their rotten hearts,
With all the bile there is -
No ending and no start.

They'll never understand
How foolish they might look.
Their tastes are way too bland
To fit into my books.

I love. They hate. That's life.
I pray. They growl. It's normal.
And only time will tell
Whose name will read: eternal.

May 2013

If Lewis Carroll
Were my friend,
I'd take him
to my Wonderland.

There'd be no Alice,
Nor a Queen.
Still, the Mad Hatter
With his spleen.

He'd tell us
How all things went wrong,
How nuts and bolts just don't belong.
How screws and cork and neck and wine,
They don't add up to make a rhyme.

How cows ate humans who gave milk,
How worms went mad
And ate all silk.

How gold got rusty,
Dust turned gold
Not even Carroll could have foretold.

Well, I shan't bother
With the ending.
To each their own -
My understanding.

You paint sky blue,
I paint mine red.
Now go get lost -
I paid my rent.

On a hot June day, 2013.

I'm but a humble scribbler,
Who cures what's dark with light.
My body can't be feebler.
My voice - my spirit's might.

Not getting much attention,
I hardly know acclaim.
Too wise for desperation…
My deeds - my future fame.

30-03-13

The sea is my master.
Its voice I obey.
My heart beats much faster
Whenever I pray.

I pray for salvation.
I pray for all souls.
My sea is damnation.
Beswitched are the roles.

3-02-2013

Oi! Listen!
Whatchu hear? Silence?
There ain’t no silence in the world:
You hear sounds!
They are in every little thang you see,
The do exist in every thang you touch.
Ya hope to feel ‘em through?
Do not expect that much...

24.11.2001