The Minotaur 

Finalising the unthinkable 

I have become a monster

A Minotaur in his dirty, stinking

Maze

Without entrance and exit

I walk around looking out 

The tiny Windows to see

What is going on in the

Outside world

Hoping, even expecting 

The one day an earthquake 

Will make the walls

Tremble and fall 

More than 4000 years

Have I been waiting

The world has changed

But the tyrants remains

Doing their dirty deed 

In front of me every day

While the water slowly

Grinds the stone

A Slave

I am a slave of humanity

Serving it dearly

While it’s behaving severely

It does not care

It is busy with other things

That’s digging it’s own grave

They dig it here

They dig it there

Now they dig everywhere

Blame

I cannot blame

Anyone but myself

And here I am

Desperate to change

Without being able

To change at all

Caught between

Different ideological fantasis

Of what life should be like

And how to solve it’s vice and evils

No, they have no realistic solutions

And neither do I

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

Empty Talk

Empty promise of a better tomorrow

Made by people of privilege and power

Are worth as much as a grain of sand

They have no stamina, creating

Modern societies greatest sin

The fantasy of equality such a cruel yoke

To carry for the people

Whose burden of paying for the rich

Makes their life a misery

Only the stones will remember their struggle

Old Evil

 

Tonight I meet the old nazi

Not so old and

Of course not a nazi, still

In every way a nazi

Except by name

Expert in law and business

A perfect administrator for

Any Holocaust or Ethnic cleansing

He asked me to see

His latest work

A hate letter to the liberal party

For accepting refugee

Prepared to take up arms

If this continue

Still profiting from the

Very same refugees

Selling false promises

Selling fake dissertations

He asked me to stay

But I left leaving his

Odour of sweat and alcohol

Behind

While he told me to run

Gladly did I walk away

Only to be certain that

Greater evil wait

Ahead of us and me

 

 

Turns Gray

The world turns gray today

The bitter end of the year

No remorse just endorse

Accept it is all over now

A new bad world in the making

The rich and powerful are doing

The taking

Just plain power and stupidity

Will rule,

Money talks, life walks

Leaving the ashes of what could have been

Slowly killing us all

The money talks

While the children die

The restaurang serve

Champagne, to toast life away

The dictators roam

The ground like fat dinosaurs

Stealing and loathing our world

Only the stones will remember us

 

Ratata

Distant gunfire from the hill

Then the noise of silence

So many bullets

Flying away

Flying Avery

In every direction

Ricocheting on roofs, walls and trees

Losing the causality

Hitting people and things by misfortune

Lost cases, lost life’s

Empty eyes stirring out in the eternal darkness

Of afterlife

Lies

This is a terrible day

Filled with snow and

Bad explanation 

No regrets, no faults

Only lies and rain

Subway

All that broken language that fills the air

In between high frequency noises of train

Starting and leaving

Letting off Asbestos into the dirty air

This is not the right location

Music mixes with parts of words

Vague and unclear as in a search for their own

Meaning and purpose

Dirty floors and white light that kills the beauty

Stench mixes with perfumes and rotten fat

From the Hamburger joint nearby

Monitors everywhere controlling but not

Caring

Control of every kind is the name of the day

Physical, financial and of course psychological

Illusions likely to break like ice in the spring