Achievement

The meaning has long been lost

In time and history, not meaning

Anything important

Still persistent

Ringing it’s tone

Into my mind

Again and again

Nine Years

I see you walking away

While the snow is falling

How could I know

That after nine years

We would hate

Each other

So much that we

Not even share bed

Anymore

Life is so short

And so much time

Will be spent fighting

Small things leading

To conflicts everlasting

Will be our destiny

Can we change

Will we change

I do not know

Time and madness

Will tell

The Gone Leader

The dictator is gone

Eaten by his own desire

To eat others

On the ground is rubble and lies

That surrounded him

Now he is just an old man

Like any other old man

With his complaints and

Misgivings

I eat his picture as a cream cake

Trying to forget and forgive

His terror

Praying that he never return

Magic Knowledge

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Wisdom is a tricky thing

Between Madness and rationality

Clear obscureness

Hidden truths in the open

Difficult to find, but even harder to achive

Being smart is so much easier

However more shortsighted

Sometimes but not always altruistic

It reins over a distant kingdom

Which is seldom seen

Neurosis

Tired, on the verge of exhausted

Another night is approaching

So much energy is being put

On conflicts without meaning

I have to spend time to

Listen and deal with what is

Unsolvable

Mind reader

Diving into the mind of my grandfather

Dead since almost ten years

Using the wisdom of Tai Chi and my

Intelligence skills

To become a Turncoat, an amoeba

Floating around In

The mental universe

Of the demented man

Whose God, Newton

Would rule with his rigid laws of traction and

Attraction

Searching his fragmented mind for

The Secrets of the atom and the atom bomb

Or the standing of the planet an evening

In March 1981

At the time when Venus rise 87 Degrees east

I maybe I would find,

surprisingly some hidden knowledge

About a pine tree on a remote island in the sea