Losing The Game

Life is unequal game

That we play

Whether we want it or not

You are part of that game

You know that you will always

Lose in the end

They have a car

You have your worn out sandals

The game is equal to all

But only the rich and smart

Can win

You wish they burn in hell

But they are all happy and well

In the end they give you a dime

And tell you that you are going

To be fine

But the truth is that you are going

To die alone and in pain

That is life here my friend

End it all before you fall

Let the play their game

Until they burn it all

That is their nature

Then you will be no more

Game is over my friends

Connection and Message to Humanity

Jesus has left the cross

And returned to earth

To tell us the will and word

Of his Father and the Holy Ghost

Nothing has been heard

For over two thousand years

And now he is back,

The man and God to whom

We direct our prayers

The message is loud and clear

But in the same time

Incomprehensible

“Eat Dutch cheese now or

Be forever condemned

Like the fig tree”

I woke up and

Turned of the radio

Only to fall asleep again

The Future is Bright (More or Less)

The Nostradamus Exchange Mechanism

Is now activated

That means you can ask your questions

About your future or

The fortune (or disaster) that will

Happen to your investment portfolio

Mr. Nostradamus will give the answer

To you in verse, rhyme or strange words

Your portfolio will then increase or decrease

People will be born or decease

Fall in and out of luck, love and boats

Wars will start and come to an end

All predicted by our excellent mr. Nostradamus

Wisely used our answering machine will

Make you poor or rich, happy or sad

All according the almighty will of the

Subconscious and Freud

In the end it all equals out

God gets annoyed and destroys the planet

Once and for all

Replacing us with an ugly red frog

That rules the universe for a while

Until….

Gravel and Dust

Lost time

Lost summers

Forgotten meadows

Forgotten meaning

An empty place

A lonely void

Outside summer

Inside winter

I was never meant to flower

Just being here

Letting life pass me by

While the lilacs blossoms

Long Time Ago

Once upon a time

In this northern land

There was a man

Who numbered and named

All the flower in a system

It worked

However completely wrong

As it was

Time went on and on

Theories came and went

Like the cold water in a river

His stood firm,

Until a day when the Genesis of genetics

Told another tale

Families were not families

Or even relatives

Just look a like and false friends

So we started all over again

As a true believer

A son of a priest

Now it is time

To pull down

His statue and put it

Where the lilacs grow

Next to the pond

Gods come and gods go

And so will we

Ethics and Ethics

Sometimes people surprises us

Their values seems to be at odds

We think that we share a common ground.

While in reality we live in parallel worlds

In my country we let the old, infirm perish

Nobody seems to be really upset about iy

Only at night there is a problem

When the ghosts return for their

Payback hours

Keeping us awake

A Trapped Enigma

The night is not dark

More blue and filled with errors

This is the twilight zone

A place for melancholy

And desire

Long gone memories returning

To the land of the dead

Fear and frozen fingers

Silence and mosquitos

Only the tiny creek

Provides some distracting noise

Listen, listen

Because you will not hear

Anything

Unless you are humble and patient

The forgotten gods is almost gone

Still present in the

White summer night

A Revelation

Blinded by your beauty

In all the ugliness

I fainted

And went into dreaming

About what you would become

And why we would make

A terrible couple

So I continue to read my

Newspaper

Slowly sipping my tea

The fourth night

I could not take it anymore
Eating pills and drinking
Did not help
The angels had told me Gods will
And I just had to obey
Living others life at night
And my own life at the day
What an awful way to spend ones
Time feeling other peoples pain