Another Future

The future has change

Form, shape and feature

We need to settle this

But no one knows

Who will win

Can there be a winner?

But rule and the game of the rule

Has changed

Love

Love is beautiful madness

An insane projection

That takes over your

Mind and body

Numbing your senses

Until you wake up

After a few years

With a family

That can transfer

The madness into

The unforeseeable future

The Future

We looked for the future

In every corner of the earth

But could not find it

Eventually we woke up

In the middle of it

All the roads to the past

Became cut of

Forever

What Will Happen

The future is at best uncertain

We are feeling insecure

Nothing can be taken for granted

We heard it all before

Again and again

An uneasy existence

At the margins

While the world breaks down

As we use to know it

Relax and Enjoy

There are so many ways

To create a nightmare

In your life

In every way

So why start?

All that anxiety

Inside of us

Around us

Let us just relax

We want what we want

We need what we need

And there is a reason

For all of this

But before we know

Accept and Enjoy

That you are not made

Of stone

But a vulnerable human

In the middle of somewhere

Right now

Right here

The King

The old exercise fields

Are frozen and barren

The revolution has been canceled

Only the monument remains

Now owned by the king

That is slowly

Regaining his power

In our more and more

Unequal society

The future belongs to our overlords

Be they capitalist or nobleman

The people has surrendered

Admiring power and plentifulness

Staying quiet and docile

In their humble abodes

The Future is Bright (More or Less)

The Nostradamus Exchange Mechanism

Is now activated

That means you can ask your questions

About your future or

The fortune (or disaster) that will

Happen to your investment portfolio

Mr. Nostradamus will give the answer

To you in verse, rhyme or strange words

Your portfolio will then increase or decrease

People will be born or decease

Fall in and out of luck, love and boats

Wars will start and come to an end

All predicted by our excellent mr. Nostradamus

Wisely used our answering machine will

Make you poor or rich, happy or sad

All according the almighty will of the

Subconscious and Freud

In the end it all equals out

God gets annoyed and destroys the planet

Once and for all

Replacing us with an ugly red frog

That rules the universe for a while

Until….