We are merry-go-rounds floating above the ground,
Little shingles shining in the night;
Foams too, escaping till the landscape.
We are closed cities, yet still pretty,
Sending kisses far away, to another galaxy.
We used to bump each other’s head with bones of Mammoths,
But embraced mechanic, became megalomanic, and created weapons.
We are addicted and addictive creatures,
Easily sprinkled with made up dreams.
We are cells filled of filthyness, of excess of fats, sugar and salt,
With scars that’s hidden deep, deep.
We pretend that we know, but to fend a coconut is knowledge too.
Some of us dream to remain naked, others on the other hand dream of prudery.
We are fragile beings, easily infected, easily affected, easily ruled –
By planets, by pathogens, by tides, by other beings, and more;
Yet we pretend that we are superiority –
The dream of ruling never leaving most of our minds.
Our cutesome babies giggle and cry out loud
And we are able to love, to care, with all of our heart.
We still don’t know who we are, for we are all inflicted with amnesia when morning comes.
Our species is a very clever one, but not yet intelligent, way too material, unaware of what’s energetical,
Thus we burn while we learn, break while we learn.
Look! We’ve been able to materialize that’s what’s only blurry shapes.
We are filled of flaws, of vanity, most of the time disoriented,
We are vermines, vandals, eternal unsatisfied –
We do get easily angry too, forgetting that we are free to be,
Yet, we still beautiful, amazing, and worthy, you know –
Such fascinating living creatures.
We love to dance, to sing, to write poems and forgotten stories of us,
Though unaware of the soul connection,
We are just everything coming from everywhere,
One of the kind, a beautiful find, called the human race.
In such difficult times I always wish that there is something more superior and intelligent that’s above us – guiding, guarding, and watching over everything and everyone that makes up existence. I am not a sceptic nor a believer, I just go along with what I know from my own perceptions… an individualist who suddenly feel shaken by the threat of the Corona virus.