Light Night

Suddenly it is evening

Driving around aimlessly

Trying to get used to

Living in the eternal

Twilight zone called

White night

Communication

Losing my language

Tone deaf and unable

To surrender

I create a new one

With stones and sticks

Somebody might

Eventually understand me

Drifting

Life is so much pain

Sometimes

So hard, so long

Floating on a raft

On an ocean

Knowing that

I might never reach

The shore but forever

Drifting along the stream of desire

My desires

Other peoples desires

Floating along

Hoping to reach the shore

While the wind and currents

Have their say

Message of Change

This year, like last year

In this cold and damp

Country

We had the earliest and

longest summer

Ever known

The woods started burning

And the grass turned brown

Already in May, the cattle

Had to be slaughtered

Because of the drought

It is a great illusion

That nothing will

Change or is changing

This summer is also

Comes early

We do not need to

Continue this road of

Self destruction

This summer one month

Earlier than normal

Changes everything

The great illusion

Is believing that our

World will not change

being here

But being there,

The News

Reading and following the news

All the destruction, corruption and

Thoughtless populism surrounding us

The bipolarisation of reality

Outside the spring is conquering

My world filling it with

Birdsong and flowers

Outside

What ever happen and go wrong

Doesn’t matter

Still accepting the struggle

This or that have to be done

Or not

Outside the ordinary box

It does not matter that much

Our goals are our ultimate limitations

Greatest self deception and driving force

Mourning

The mild and merciful creature that created us

Did not think on love or aesthetics

Only practical matters, letting us share

Every organ for this and for that

Beauty and beastly needs combined in various ways

No sentimentality, when you are dead

No more talking, no mobile calling to heaven

A one way street with few if any coming back to tell

Sad story leaving us behind to mourn and remember

Only our resilience might save us for a while

From getting lost and meeting the inevitable end

In a bad way