Breakthrough

The morning breaks

With a violent scream

The silence left us

Together with our dreams

Scared and lost

To our everyday universe

Of work and deprivation

From our life sources

The material that materialize

Into us and our beds

Reflection

Sleepless night

Losing sight

What is to be done

How much time it will take

Frustration

Walking out in the cold

Early morning

Mourning my lost sleep

Lost life that

Went away

Long time ago

Morning Entertainment

The fight started

Already in

Early morning

A never ending

Conflict

Revolving around

Who has done

What and when

Always the other

Persons fault

Ongoing relentless

Stress

And the eternal excuses for being

In this eternal stress mode

Skyscrapers

The body is like an armour

Protecting, sealing of the pain

Creating the illusion of safety

The city is just the same

Building on an illusion

Of safe spaces

Small islands in a sea of

Brutality and poor desperate brutes

Trying to survive or at least

Get a fix before the end game

The mix of decay and refinement

This city,

A city of the future, city of the past

Has all those qualities and

Lack of qualities

While the eternal judge,

The sea slowly breaking

It down to rubble and

Fairytales