The Great Commotion

Life is empty

But full of commotion

Happenings, events and funerals

People are dying and

Some others are being born

And in between where most of us are

Time passes by like the sun and

The moon

No Savior

A bad driving day

I don’t want to save

The world

I don’t want to save

Myself

I will let go

Leave it all

Behind me

On the road

To freedom

Beyond

What is

Beyond

What could

Be

On Life

Life was never meant to easy

For some people

Life was meant to be easy

For others

Unequal distribution

Of disasters and suffering

Processing that fact

Realizing that life can be better

That change might be inevitable

While the days goes by

Punishment

Time might fly

I don’t

Resting on memory and luck

Still being alive after all that time

Without anything more than a blanket

And some black tea with the occasional

Potatoes. I did not choose this life

This life choose me

This life caught me

Now I have to live it