Keeping the Wake

You keep me

Awake at night

Complaining for

This and that

Always blaming

It is never your fault

Throwing the children

Around like they are

Pawns for you

Which they are for you

But not for me

In the end

You know I will

Leave you

Relationship can

Never be built

On grievances

Chicago

I came to Chicago

Filled with sinful desires

A crossroad became my destiny

Lost and haunted by the ghost

Of the big city by the blue lake

I retreated back

Not any wiser

But still filled

With desire

The oracle

Once I went to the oracle for solution

Desperate and lonely I had to long searched

For answer from every profession on earth

Freezing in the cold I waited outside the cave

The oracle was fat and small, he had a man

Translating the wisdom from Korean to English

You are a very difficult case the oracle told me

And made some kind sound to let the spirits go away

His hands moved up and down my body while he made

Mysteries sounds after an hour the translator told me

Come back tomorrow he will have to rest now

The next morning I went back, the same process followed

A lot of movements and hushing. You are very complicated

background, very complex. The oracle says he can only

Liberate you to 30 per cent.,,

OK I thought, lightning the burden by 30 per cent is ok

So I let him make his ritual…

Did I become free? Well maybe 30 per cent is not enough

But I wished that he had taken the right part of my problem

 

 

 

The trap

Most things are meaningless

In the sense that they keep you looked to habits

They are not tools for development but for

remaining where you are

While being looked in my own mind

I considered different options

And enjoyed my mind going in narrow circles

Only the distant roar of the ocean saved

Me from myself