A Journey To The Past

Once when I

Was young

That time when we all

Awaited a nuclear war

At anytime of the day

Then the world was in good order

That time long ago

When east was east and west was west

And everybody was happy with that

More or less, more or less

(Nobody asked those people in the east)

The Great Wall protected us from

The terrible east even though

We did not understand it at the time

I travelled through Europe on old trains

Reaching the other side after a week

A very white stone in the Aegean Sea

In the water a fake carpet

Still gives me comfort

The nuclear holocaust has been

Temporary cancelled until

Further notice

The Tipping Point

Our vision changes

New passions new fears

Nothing remains the same

Still almost everything remains

The surface and the depth changes

What we talk about changes

Unthinkable things like

Talking about sex or admitting

Psychiatric diagnosis in public

Becomes the new normal

Our patterns stay the same

No one will see us

Because in all that visibility

We are invisible

Only the cold stone

In the bottom of the cave

Confirms in their own way

Our physical existence

Heraclitus

Realizing that change

Is inevitable

No return

Pain is the name

Of that game

Shame and fear

All the things are

Connected

Still isolated

Stones

There could be other ways

You are important

Just because

Or not

Do not define me

Or my importance

I am just like the stones

Temporary here for a

Very long time