Falling Rain

Rain keeps falling

And falling eternal

Falling of the rain

Life is filled with

Moments like this

Summer rain keeps

Falling and falling

A bliss for the dry

Land to recover

Round trip

Eventually we all

Bounce back to ourselves

Are old personality

Shines through as

Our weaknesses and faults

When the conditions

Gets bad enough

But when we are

There at the bottom

Then what do we do?

Family

Shame and guilt

For failing to succeed

Failing to be viable

Causing distress and sorrow

Just standing in the shadow

While the happy ones

Throw rocks and insults

Lights

Morning in the middle

Of the night

Changing the boundaries

Between being asleep and

Conscious

The light has perforated

The mind awakens

Painful memories and

Shortcomings

Rebuilding what was once there

Or never been there

Like a fever dream

Only the bitter wine

Gives temporary

Peace of mind

From the relentless remainder

Of shortcomings and shame

© Schibolet

Blue Hope

Dreams of a city

Clear black smoke

Coming out of a window

Lost souls finding redemption

I did fight the fire for a while

Until I realised that the meaning

Were not there anymore

The soul had left the body so

I left to

Finding peace in the country

Compost

Composing another story

A fantasy world

That is as far away from

Reality as possible

A place where

I am not marginalised

Invisible and small

Freedom has many faces

Not alway obvious

Weakest Link

Broken, broke, empty

Frustrated, fearing

The worst being

The weakest

Link in a long

Chain of people

Reality is tainted by

Ideology of the successful

Rich and infamous

The future belongs to

The bad people,

The evil will prevails,

Dystopia becomes

Our future because of our

Own default to change

The same for society and man