I'm in the position of the man on the park-bench
looking around for his true position -
looking for the golden future ahead
that one day when life will start.

One man mends the asfalt
one man writes the books
one man writes the critique
one man looks back
one man looks out over (the world)
one man looks for faith
one man looks for a reason to doubt
one man looks for a reason to believe
in something else than himself
and his bloody position.

One man writes the music
which no one likes to hear
one man reads the poems
which will be written soon ...




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