I stumbled on a bumblebee
his furry coat not pollen free
one flower not enough
full gentleness, not rough
no haste, still working hard
the queen she must be fed
the old tart egged
dictating out of bed
of flowers to be sought
of nectar to collect
of nature to fullfill
work class pays the bill
I stumbled on a bumblebee
and he was just like thee
the working kind
till death will blind
the thrive of being free
Wish to meditate
stomach away
famine to elevate
hunger astray
Fluid in green
saved for the time
that drought has been
no friend of mine
climate has changed
that is my fate
the west estranged
almost too late
flee or to stay
question that may
save me or kill
what is Gods will
This house feels like my home
although it’s not my own
it is the place to be
a miracle for me
This house feels like a gift
built many years ago
when life was slow, not swift
when people knew to know
This house feels like the sun
that’s spreads his warmth upon
my bones, my mind, my soul
makes me alive and whole
This house feels like the earth
it grows into the ground
a womb who gave new birth
a new life to be found
Her believe in innocence
in sleeping without haste
the naked skin is breathing air
a red crossed bandage in the hair
The eyes closed softly
mouth relieved
all tension is retrieved
the hand so slightly curled and wide
no evil here……. let her abide
Hidden woods so deep
you can see me peep
through the leafes of fall
most cheerfull of
them all
wrinkled, old and wise
rolling of the dice
random colouring treas
ritch as painted seas
seen by every child
fantasy not blind
outcasted adult mind
palet not to find
Yellow, orange, red
fallstorm blows ahead
tearing of the boughs
groundly leafes so dead
deep under i’ll go
when the winter comes
sleep for many months
not to be disturbed
time has been set slow
wind and storm will blow
but I will not know
sleep can be Sooo kind
Dreaming makes us human kind
No other species is so blind
to pursue goals so far
We dream of love
We dream of wealth
when we are sick, we dream of health
we dream of peace
we dream of luck
we dream of lots of buck
we can make pictures in our mind
it’s not adapted what we find
it’s pure spontanity
Reality can be so cruel
to escape , can be our fuel
it’s not a matter to fullfill
it’s just the dream, our will
To be into the world so real
when it’s for us too hard to feel
When she was born, it was all changed
My life was no more mine
out utery nothing estranged
we only did combine
she smelled like honey in the wind
her skin so soft and bright
unwalking feet, eyes still so blind
no worry and no fright
conversing without speaking words
singing of lullabies
a song of harmony accords
no discontent, no cries
Every beginning can be pure
close to before the start
the echo of the cosmic state
it tells us nothing about fate
A lot can happen in two lives
when you are tied and clinged
in love of mother and the child
our destiny is mild
I am a child, I have been born
it never matters where
I have the right to be alive
it must be full of pleasure there
I am a child, I need to laugh
cause that it what I do the most
But it’s been stolen from my face
my lips they can’t move to that place
I am a child, I have to play
cause that is what I do
I play with sand and water too
with all the things my way
I am a child I do not judge
whatever adults do
i’m just to young to see what’s true
to young to know that much
I am a child please let me be
and stop now every fight
You’ll never win if you loose me
so please do what is right
I am a child black, yellow, white
You force me in your war
about religion, space or race
please let me leave this place
To go into a happy world
with joy and love and care
cause if you keep this fighting up
there’s no one left to bear.
Out of the desert the girl came
Berieved of clothes, she felt ashamed
they toke it all, except her life
she’ll never be somebody’s wife
Cause honour is what makes us live
when lost, there’s nothing more to give
Her dignity is what has left
for ever she will be bereft
It’s gone today, her female pride
and when there’s nothing more to hide
she is an Eve who knows the cost
A paradise forever lost
and now she feels as crucified
a future shadow, near her side
But not to see the bird, the sky
who makes her destiny a lie
Virginity, just let it go
if someone loves you, he will know
that’s not your fault, what happened once
and he’ll give both of you the chance
To fullfill life with love and care
and there’ll be no one who will dare
to end this tale of lonesome grief
be strong, be young and do belief
Most time you see me as a snake
I bite my tail, that’s when I make
my Life as round as round can be
the circle never ends for me
The seasons come, the seasons go
From spring when everything will grow
to summer, with my favoured heat
body so warm, a quick heartbeat
Than autumn makes me really slow
it’s quite a job to make this bow
loosing the sun, it makes me sad
don’t like the cold that lies ahead
I’m really old, can hardly move
my joints so weak, my mind so groof
I wonder where my life has gone
once I had friends, now all alone
My children don’t understand
their life is full, mine’s running sand
through old, old hands, they nearly fade
so fragile, wringled cold, unmade
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