Times
The man of words, the man of music
was left speechless on the road
trying to get a ride
building walls around what he used to be
ignoring what was to see
a man of words, a man of music
struggling with his faith in revolution
on an empty filling station
seeking his own filling
sensing a feeling
of change
the man who was a man of words
and a man of music
grew up to a man of nothing
raising up kids who didn't know
what revolution was
or who they were and
where they came from
how would they know?
With a father so desperate to forget
To erase the memories of himself
standing in ditches beside the highway
just praying that someone will pick him up
and take him home
***
the daughters of the man of nothing
previously the man of and words and music
is now standing in a ditch beside their school
not knowing what dreams are like
but not pleased
not happy
and like all daughters in ditches
seeking a filling
sensing a wish
for everything to just change
a new beginning
a new start
hoping for a dream
whatever it might be
Poetry by Axelandras
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Written on 2007-08-16 at 09:04
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