What are we?
Where are we?
This autumn
When smoke and ashes
Covers the earth
Soon snow will cover
This land,
but the winter
Will not be like
Before
Covers
Pressure And Pain
The pain is immense
It is an opened wound
That I carry around
All of the time
Normally hidden
But now it is opened
Burning like fire
Eventually it will
Do me in
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The Great Fire
The time is not certain
Neither is the place
Where the fire started
Where everything went south
We blame everyone, including
Eachother
Playing the blame game
That no one will ever win
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Smokescreen
The obvious is now
Clear and out
In the
Bright daylight
No space is available
Anymore anyway
Anywhere for anyone
The future is
Just gone with the wind
A hot sticky wind
Making you cough
At night
And choke in the daytime
While we pretend
Everything is normal
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Paradise
The sky changed colour
Became dirt gray
More than hundred people
Died that day trying to leave
Paradise the city in California
Was burning, only one way out
Everybody trying to leave
At the very same time
Their souls and body
Surrounded us in the city
As a sad memory
Remaining us that we cannot
Change so easy
A paradox of the mind
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The Bringer of Fire
Stealing the fire
From the Gods
Getting burned and punished
Still feeling no remorse
Even though the eagle
Eats me every day
Miracles must be
Shared
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The Danger of Reading Poems
What is the meaning of this
What is the meaning of my action
I don’t know
A bullet being fired
Out in the dark
Reaching anyone
Without any reason
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The Fire
Destruction comes as a surprise
No one expected
The burning cathedral
Fire is still burning
But again, this is not a lost cause
Eventually the spires
Will rise again
Many decades from now
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Scorched Earth
Searching for new places
Everything here is tainted and destroyed
Digging out new places under the ashes
Finding roots and stones
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Fire
Far out in the west
The fire has started
The long summer
Is coming to an end
Paradise not far from
Hell town
Has caught fire
Killing hundreds
We breathe the
Smoke through our
Masks and hoping
For it all to go away
We know well
This is just the
Start
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