Ill: Kkc


THE LETTER

Hello, my son
How are you doing
Are they treating you all right
behind those bars
from one cell to another
I am stuck in Barcelona
four by four
confinement for a loser
Found a bar just down the street
a euro for a beer
with old geeks like myself
watching football

AND I SEND YOU MY LOVE!
FOR WHAT ITíS WORTH
STUMBLING AROUND
TRYING TO SAVE THE WORLD

I wish, my son
that everything was different
that love could take you out
of loser street
But money's never found me
No millionares around me
the only one
just screwed me hard and left
And art my son for arts sake
we both know what that takes
willpower of bending
your soul backwards!

AND I SEND YOU MY LOVE!
AND THE HEAVENS ABOVE
ARE FULL OF FALLING STARS
COMING AT YOU !

The neighbor's asked me in
come eat some curry
I sat here by myself
and wrote to you
A song of joy and sadness
from sane to total madness
we know it all so well, my son
don't we...! :)
A joint was passed between us
till angels stood among us
you know that feeling of a moment
hitting you

AND I SEND MY LOVE!
FOR WHAT IT'S WORTH
STUMBLING AROUND
TRYING TO CHANGE THE WORLD

- Forgive our daughters for not pulling trough
- The life came between you and politics too
- Forgive the daughters

I'm in exile here
in Barcelona
sorry homesick like
a little child
So artlessly here begging
my heart on total necking
my mind is like the
bad maze of Ikea
I want to come and spring you
from jail and happy bring you
to some happy moments
far down the road

AND I SEND MY LOVE!
FOR WHAT ITíS WORTH
I'M STUMBLING AROUND
TRYING TO SAVE THE WORLD

So take it cool
and keep it up, my son
you soon come out of there
and take life on
I go and watch some football
drink beer while talking to you
in my head
a dialoque of the art of being
I girl is moving past me
some eyes are looking at me
such moments to be treasured
with a wow

AND I SEND MY LOVE!
TO YOU, MY BOY
STUMBLING AROUND
TRYING TO SAVE MY SOUL

I feel old and wonder
how that happened
I was young just now
and danced around
And dirty politicians
wrote immigrant petitions
I'll dance on Europe's grave
of immigration
I spit on peoples petty
pathetic life of pretty
democrazy for those
who got it plenty

AND I SEND MY LOVE!
FOR WHAT IT'S WORTH
STUMBLING AROUND
TRYING TO CHANGE THE WORLD




Poetry by PapaFahr The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2011-11-14 at 00:00

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