Saturday, 2 May 2009

A turning point


The Danger comes from deep within

watch out for pointing fingers.

The struggle doesn’t have a borderline,

it flows through both sides of the river,

silence is making noise.


A mountain of garbage is howling for transformation

a natural place to fit in again,

the radiation dose is dazzling, the nerves crashed in the air

the talking heads spitting poor one-liners of shady light

the cerebral hemispheres overheated,

the whispering Earth is trembling underneath.


The social structure in devastating chemical disorder,

designer drugs in orange juice and infected apple-pie.

The needle is broken to the bone no hole to get through easy,

the camels are dancing in the mirror machine,

the blade felt screaming in the night.


Die Weisse Rose(the white rose)

prayed for freedom twisted in the dark thorns of a demons dream,

the One is strolling on the black keys of a blue piano

and follows the reflections of the waterfront.


The Sun rays are painting the memory in my open eyes,

the urge to sing about the ecstatic birth of the Garden of Eden

before your captured mind.

When your feet are solid rooted in the eternal moment of Love,

you may consider the mystic word, Above.


The paradigm of the pharmaceutical experiment

started with measuring the skull, the average of things,

the family names and numbers

my nose is too large to fit in such a philosophy

I grew up to be a virus, a parasite to reveal the usual suspects

of endless desire, wondering in the belly of the beast

my structure is bleeding in the back of the streets

heavy metals in my breath

the tree of knowledge genetically manipulated to measure up

to the monetary whims,

dying in the soft skin of a natural beat

no more substance in the fruit of plenty

the University specialised in juggling with thirty silver coins.


The frontline is crying in easy patterns,

always pointing to it’s own illusion,

we are One!


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