Big Money Tech

Outside the comfort zone

In the tech startup world

People with suits and suitcases

Trying to make the

Great big breakthrough

Filling your life with quick big cash

Crashing or selling

Who knows?

The game is plain and still so hard

Optimised for crashing or running

In an Unstable world

The ego centred males passionately

Acting in their own short self interest

What a world we are living in

Blind for all other things like the

Flowers by the road

Paradox of Change

Nothing can ever remain

The same again as

Everything changes

All of the time

We will eventually

End up in the same spot

And everything remain

Still almost the same

Hope

What hope is there left

What options are there

Known or unknown

The sun still rising

Christ has left his cave

Breaking Glass

Growing slowly

Buds that are opening

Themselves,

Flowers and leaves

Hope and fainting

Memories of lost summers

The sun changes everything

And nothing

Every year is a new revival

A new destruction

Relentlessly and without mercy

At noon

Mess

Stress fills up the life

Makes living unpleasant

Creates bad habit

And generates very little sleep

No peace of mind

Trying to find new ways of living

While the sun rises

Higher every day

Creative Destruction

Long time has passed since

1598, 1808 or even 1939

The war is approaching

It is in some ways already here

Destabilising, aggressive action

We invited it by being

Ideologically blinded

Filled with cliches and lies

Now we are losing time quarrelling,

Saving money, Saving action

In order to keep inflation low and profit high

Not ready, not prepared, waiting

For the disaster to happen