Beyond the Wall

Once open a time

I went to Berlin

The city grey and divided

Made a depressive appearance

The Wall and the bullet holes from the last

War still there

By accident I ended up in a Suburb

Finding the most beautiful

Polynesian boat on a wall

In the middle of all that

Middle Europe nuclear angst

The boat carried me away

Never to return

Always to return

The World

The latent virus of the Cold War never went away

It came back to us, full of new features

The world now

Divided between the rich, affluent or just crooked

While big men with guns standing on their guard ready to kill

Or at least harm while preparing another massacre in a tiny village

The battle for the control of resources has just started again

Plans are being made, the control so important, still such a

Great illusion being extended to every corner of human existence

New types of weapons being created more efficient

In killing is being put up, to win you need to create chaos

A great ladder for climbing while we are falling

Avoiding to prepare until the very last moment