Ritual playfullneds
Leaving
What do we deserve
What is the aim of our life
And existence
Hard question to live with
But this is here and now
In a small space
Waiting to leave the country
This became my destiny
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Conman
Canvas of greater good
Conman playing his game
Mess and confusion
Follows in his step
In the time to come
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Act One
Tumbling around in town
Listening to people talking
While the sun sets
The city is empty and quiet
Frozen in time
A twentieth century drama
With rich and poor
Industrialist and workers
Artist and orderly office clerks
Playing their role in the game of
Being
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Sunset Game
Playing games
Losing or winning
Forever and ever
While the sun sets
Late in life
Discovering new unexpected
Things
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On Power
Power is a difficult thing
To understand
A magic trick
That allows you
To change perception
They foul you
Sometimes
You fool them
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Life is a madman’s game
You can play it well
But whatever you do
He sets the rules
They are changing
All the time
When he
Suddenly out of a wim
Changing his mind
You on the receiving end
No one there to support
You all alone
You try to stand
While he is beating
You bad
Then he leaves you in the gutter
This is my game he says
Smiling and walk away
You have to get home
To prepare for
The next day
In the game
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Toys
Madnesses is always here
Like a toy
Running up and down
The stairs
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Man
To feel like a man
Even under false pretenses
Is so joyful
I want to sing
I want to give
All my joy
I can look everyone
I meet in the eye again
How little it takes to make a man
A man again
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On Watch
Time and time again
I watch them go by
The heroes, the outsiders
The con artists, The fouls
It is me and still everyone is more
Than that
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