The fight

 Those are crucial moments 

 When the intensity rises 

 When you don’t know 

 If tomorrow dies 

 Or you rise 

 

 I can see myself calling for shelter 

 I can see myself greeting the new morning 

 I know we might lose it all 

 Or win this last battle 

 

 I wish, so siege is the only option 

 Because losing the fight 

 Is not solving the problem 

 

 I always fantasised about oh so many mornings 

 About oh so many longings 

 You might see me as one of many 

 And we are strong enough to conquer 

 The hearts of the psychopaths 

 The hearts of those old people 

 

 I am not saying this was foreseen 

 There simply is no other way 

 And to renew this world 

 There is no alternative  

 Than to paint it all in colourful colours 

 To see each and every detail 

 Through the lens of our knowledge 

 Of our wisdom 

 Of our hearts 

 We are far too many  

To lose this fight

The community

To proceed as humanity and eliminate existing injustices, it is the well-off people’s duty to support the poor and starving. Each with what they can. The destiny of this planet is depending on everybody and it is a fact that somebody who is well-off can contribute much more to saving our planet than somebody who is fighting for survival each and every day. We should have realised this already centuries ago and should have done more for uniting the world and the exchange between the nations instead of exploiting others and waging war on each other and being egoistic. We still haven’t understood this enough – even though we are running out of time. It is still not too late. We need to develop as humans and need to acquire a global community spirit, not striving for more than we can ever consume, being humble and helping people who need help, considering our actions in a global context and thinking of its impact on others. Seeing each other as a community that thrives or perishes together. Not only showing love for the people who are closest to us and being indifferent towards everybody else. On the internet we are connected globally. It is time to connect also in the hearts.

 

Into the dawn

What I feel

Is that I feel

Somehow pathetic

But when I feel

That I feel

I could regret it

I know I feel

That I feel

Voracious

I could be

Insufferable

I let it

Be my status quo

My vice

My price

My pride

From my side

I am pleased

To see the light

In my darkest hour

I still write history

In my brightest moment

I change the world

I change my world

Find inner peace

Though my demons

Are well-fed

Hide in my bed

There’s no safety net

No storm without impact

I don’t know yet

Where it takes me

This road is quite heavy

Quite strenuous and vast

My future, my past

My present is here

 

What I feel

Is that I feel

I make it

When I feel

That I feel

I fake it

I try even harder

To renew it

I sew it

Undo it

I rather be crazy

Then lazy

And might I fear

The unknown

The new

The change

I confiscate my doubts

And walk hand in hand

With my confidence

I rather be crazy

Then being hazy

Though I need stability

I need tranquility

I need to feel safe

And composed

But need bustle

And variety

I rather be

My own hero

Not your saviour

A rebel

Faithful and true to myself

Enlightment

And above all excitement

About the little things

I spread my wings

And fly into the dawn

Mysteries

Some things lie deep within

Too far away and out of reach

We might feel bad and exhausted

But still we can take a stand

Sometimes drowning

Words come out like mourning

In the silence of a morning

Sleeping too long

Barely knowing where to belong

Another day gone by

 

There is so much deep within

The miracles we hold

Or so I was told

Inner richness

No surrender

I grasp my best secrets

And hold them tight

Through the night

And into the light

Been too desperate

When it was time to shine

And had my best moments

When no one expected

Incarnation

Reinvention

There is magic in the worst moments

There is a tomorrow in every sorrow

No lost fight

A future bright

But full of heavy stones

Pain and suffering

Just part of life

We know where we belong

We fancy to be perfect

But break like bones

There is a calm after each storm

There is home

 

I cannot stand the silence for too long

And then words come pouring down like rain

They could drive you mad or just insane

They come for you in your notorious day dreams

There is a large spider you have to feed

There are days that make you bleed

Make you feel incomplete

Make you tremble and forget

What you most regret

I neglect

But protect

My memories

Nothing matters more

Than being true to yourself

Come what may

Each and every day

Rough guess

Journeys into the unknown

Signs and hidden treasures

I came here to forget

Not to regret

I have an answer

But it ain't ready yet

My world has fallen to pieces

But I stay strong, nonetheless

I make a rough guess

And I disappear

You are far away

And I am not near

Resurrection

 The heavens opened for a while

When the world stood still

Sacred houses of God

And your will

Silence and musicians talking

To themselves or so it seems

To us so brief

Abandoned cities

The beauty of nature

No laughter just shelter

 

Here I stand

Alone

One master and his audience

In remote places

A digital world that has come to halt

But just for one year

We don’t get wise nor learn to change

We are just humans after all

But we rise

Rise above

In the shelter of God’s hands