Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Sunday, March 20, 2011
Storms
The rain brings out the past, the present,and the future
It is the torrential downpour of emotion
It connects us to the sky and opens the soul
It reminds us of what is real
What it means to be surrounded by nothing and everything at chaos
A memory of time echoes amidst the chaos
From the sky, to the ground
Rain is falling all around
Thunder, rain, and wind
A song of storms begins
Play a song, a melody
Then everybody will see
The hero of time has come
The lyrics flow back to a song never sung but merely heard
The notes move back and forth in the streams of time
It was an adventure taken long ago
An era of thought stemmed from it
The rain reminds us of such things
It is the torrential downpour of emotion
It connects us to the sky and opens the soul
It reminds us of what is real
What it means to be surrounded by nothing and everything at chaos
A memory of time echoes amidst the chaos
From the sky, to the ground
Rain is falling all around
Thunder, rain, and wind
A song of storms begins
Play a song, a melody
Then everybody will see
The hero of time has come
The lyrics flow back to a song never sung but merely heard
The notes move back and forth in the streams of time
It was an adventure taken long ago
An era of thought stemmed from it
The rain reminds us of such things
Friday, March 4, 2011
Ich Will
He says the words and the curtain falls down
The audience is shown the play for what is really is
Is it meant to astound them?
Is it meant to make them think?
Are they supposed to see?
The curtains raise as the words fall
A jest, one cries out
Impossible, another voice shrieks
A loud voice rings out in a harsh tone
Why?
The curtain is raised and the glare is bright
The audience stares for a moment
The man looks at them, waiting for a response
The performance and the reaction are the same each time
A chorus of chairs squeaking as the people rise up
I don't understand, the first voice says
What should we do?, the second voice asks
The loud voice answers the query
Leave or stay, doesn't matter to him
The audience begins to shuffle out
The minor twitches on the man's face are too subtle
The loud voice comes over and stares into the man's eyes
Who are you?
The man looks into the crowds of people
The man looks above at the ceiling and then down to the ground
The man looks into the eyes of the loud voice
What isn't he?
He is alone with the loud voice.
The loud voice stares back
The sets of eyes are calm and full of pain
They connect and understand
The loud voice rings out
Du hast mich
The other voice echos
You have me
The loud voice yells
Du hasst mich
The other voice screams
You hate me
They stare at each other
The loud voice ends it
Du hast mich gefragt
Du hast mich gefragt
Du hast mich gefragt und ich hab' nichts gesagt
You have asked me
You have asked me
You have asked me and I have said nothing
I end the refrain and the silence echoes
The audience is shown the play for what is really is
Is it meant to astound them?
Is it meant to make them think?
Are they supposed to see?
The curtains raise as the words fall
A jest, one cries out
Impossible, another voice shrieks
A loud voice rings out in a harsh tone
Why?
The curtain is raised and the glare is bright
The audience stares for a moment
The man looks at them, waiting for a response
The performance and the reaction are the same each time
A chorus of chairs squeaking as the people rise up
I don't understand, the first voice says
What should we do?, the second voice asks
The loud voice answers the query
Leave or stay, doesn't matter to him
The audience begins to shuffle out
The minor twitches on the man's face are too subtle
The loud voice comes over and stares into the man's eyes
Who are you?
The man looks into the crowds of people
The man looks above at the ceiling and then down to the ground
The man looks into the eyes of the loud voice
What isn't he?
He is alone with the loud voice.
The loud voice stares back
The sets of eyes are calm and full of pain
They connect and understand
The loud voice rings out
Du hast mich
The other voice echos
You have me
The loud voice yells
Du hasst mich
The other voice screams
You hate me
They stare at each other
The loud voice ends it
Du hast mich gefragt
Du hast mich gefragt
Du hast mich gefragt und ich hab' nichts gesagt
You have asked me
You have asked me
You have asked me and I have said nothing
I end the refrain and the silence echoes
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