Unconsious

The Unconsious by name
yet no humans
sane humans
knows its name
We all travel to its
world
same world
we dream in
There is no Sandman
as keeper
or demons
or angels
Just us visitors
enlightened or sane



July 2007

No More News

Globally
hopefully
children pleads
Why can't they have their
world back?
No answers in the wind
but the voice of Bono
prayers from the local priest
and roars from the beasts

Cunningly
hopefully
a whore pleads
Why can't she have her
money back?
No answers, only sins
of lowlifes and heroes
due payments from the local priest
and violence of the beasts

Warcries
Meaningless
I turn off the tv
I turn on some music
Dina Washington is drinking again




March 2009

From Dirt to Dust

Dirty
Rotten
Forgotten
Forsaken
Taken
Dirt
Dust




March 2009

Untrue Love

Be gone he said
I'm in love she said
Beheaded it all
with words without promise
It was truthfully she said
All in vain
the love was dead
At least for him
after all
it was his head
his heart
his love
All in disguise
to hide the pain



March 2009

Mankind

Mankind or not so kind
Questionable and so on
while looking behind
the fence
the wall
the hill
since no one answer
or ever mind



March 2009

Forsaken Souls

Look into my heart &
define my destiny
Look around &
define the jealousy
Backstabbers everywhere
(including me)
always forgiven, but
never forgotten
I wonder how the
lost souls can survive
still being rotten


Look into my heart &
define my future
Look around &
define the torture
devils victorious screaming
(for the war, for sure)
Always forsaken but
never heartaching
at least in their eyes
already they know they
have won the war
because all the souls
have already been taken




January 1999