After every disaster there are something
Healing
Still repeating the same pattern
Getting through
Irrational journeys
To the main point
Post Distaster Poem
Empty
Finding my inner calm
Trying to put things together
Reading, listening
Feeling empty inside
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The Patriarch Circle
I recognise that story
The old patriarchy decides
What is right and wrong
Good and bad,
The other people stays silent
In the background
Avoiding conflicts at all cost
No contact with the contender
The incumbent patriarch
Rules until he falls down and die
Less and less flexible over time
The end comes and
The new patriarch repeat
The pattern
Maybe it is time to break this
Patten once and for all
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Surprise
The feeling of my own strength
Surprised me greatly
Realising a new future
That I thought
Was lost
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The Passing Life
Fearing the future
I still have to accept it
For what it is and not
Life went away quickly
Now I am here alone
Waiting for it to end
Did it have any meaning?
I don’t know, just know
What I am at the moment
Where I am
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Friends
Embracing change
Whatever it means
Is so hard
Especially scaling down
Leaving thins behind
Not keeping everything
My life was so hard
When it comes to leaving
Trying to keep every false
Friend forever
Being so lonely
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Pouring Down
The grey sky is wide open
Pouring down it’s frustration
Filling puddles and street
With wet sullied wastewater
Brown, gray even black water
Going down sour
You on the other hand
Call me to throw up your
Deep frustration
Just like the dark sky
Over us
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Life is a madman’s game
You can play it well
But whatever you do
He sets the rules
They are changing
All the time
When he
Suddenly out of a wim
Changing his mind
You on the receiving end
No one there to support
You all alone
You try to stand
While he is beating
You bad
Then he leaves you in the gutter
This is my game he says
Smiling and walk away
You have to get home
To prepare for
The next day
In the game
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Listen in
I have been taking cover
Hiding in clear site
Not showing to anyone
Who I am and
What I feel
Until I forgot it
Myself
Time to listen
Carefully
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Haircut Espresso
Once in another
Dimension
I will
Cut my hair
While sipping an
Espresso or two
Just not here and now
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