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Twilight zone

Twilight zone

childhood memories in a vivid blur
strong emotions creep up on you
what went down but not the end
gnawing in your chest with unease
an arrow cleaves your dream
in an endless corridor of slamming doors 
wake you up in cold wet sweat
twilight zone between now and then

Sweet dreams, ha de Gött!

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What if

What if

What if

Jesus rode in today

would it be on a

a noisy chopper bike

in a bikers leather west

white halo helmet

or

an electric scooter

letting the long hair

fly in the wind

-

would it be

blast through the doors 

of the shopping mall

in the escalator declare 

our sins with bombastic words

or

sitting down by the hobo

look with tears in eye at

the steel and glass temple of banks

You can’t bring anything when you finally go, ha de Gött!

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As time goes by

As time goes by

It has come to this, I fear
The passing, of another year
Reminiscing all, that's done
thirty one million five hundred fifty six thousand nine hundred twenty six seconds, all gone
Circle closes then takes another turn, my dear

Don’t wait, it may be too late, ha de Gött!

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Faith and Hope

Faith and Hope

Faith and hope
since the first dawn of 
Homo Sapiens, the thinking man
the need has been around
to explain the why, to make heads or tails
why are we here
bring comfort in the unavoidable end
a sense of making sense of things out of sense

Faith and hope
since the dawn of
civilisation, the social human
the urge has been strong
to compete and win, to conqour and divide
how much can I pile
a legacy to, cheat the definite end
a sense of making sense of things out of sense

Faith and hope
since the dawn of
religions, the summing human
the misuse and abuse been the rule
to control the tribe, the masses
to fearlessly run towards the bitter end
reduced to useful idiots in the hands of
senseless prophets without any sense

Faith and hope
Hijacked to the dark side

Keep faith and hope but watch out for the false prophets, ha de Gött!

Inspired by John Malones poem Hope.

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Advent

Advent

It starts already in September

sneaks up on you

when you least expect

you freeze, a shiver down your spine

but there, in the windings of the brain

the deceiving jingling pops up

welcome as zits in a teenage mirror

You try to fight it off, but then

but then in the shop

the frantic wailing from Mariah

all I want for Christmas is youOUOUOUOUOUOUOUOU

it sticks in your poor brain

like chewing gum under your shoe

You flee out the door while trying to keep your lunch

trying to calm down with a nice coffee

only to be punched in the face by

the ultimate torture

last Christmas I gave you my heart

a Wham in your gut

then you know, you have to succumb

to three months of terror

stumbling off, hollow eyes and pale

whistling jingle bells, jingle bells

Let the celebration begin, ha de Gött!

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