Invisible

Traveling along the small trail in

Far north

The road keeps turning

This road

Were once used by the

German Vermacht

Built by the Germans

After they hunted all the

Islanders away

This is not a road but still a road

Overgrown by flowers and nettles

Like history itself more

Fiction than fact

But still underneath

The stones and gravels

Are there as well as some

Barbed wire

Missing out

Trapped in the duty of caring

For children that are mine

And a bad relationship

That are also mine

I wake up at night with

The feeling of being choked

To death slowly but surly

Only the early birds singing

Like they are lost in the forest gives

Some remorse

Lost Soul of The Ghoul

I am a man whose soul has been raped by God

Walking around this world

Searching for the Sufi shrine

That is gone long time ago

Living in the city of light

The city of big reasons and

Total improvement

I am as lost here in the north

As you are in the south

The hot and dusty spaces

In Cairo

Eternal conflict, grey dim light

Of a billion grains of dust

Moving around waiting for

Destruction and

Recreation

Loop

Sitting in the company of quiet old men

Reading their iPhones for meaning and comfort

While the music keeps humming together

Whit the bakery’s fridge in a very in easy way

We are waiting for the time to go

The time to go to the end

The sun shines through the dirty window

And enlighten our dreams that

Are as dusty as our mind

As rotten as the worst boat you

Can find

It won’t take us anywhere but here

Catch in our own loop

Turning round and round

The end is not near just no need

For fear our hope

Here in our loop

Lost Time

Time running through my mind

Loosing some seconds here and there

What happened?

Where is my soul today?

Lost, like my mind and will

Now I am here late in life listening

And looking for a path to live by

Prison Of The Mind

Realising that I am trapped

Here in my own country

Without, work, money

Or any other resources

Have only to trust my mind

In order to get out of here

It is the prison of the mind