Thursday, September 22, 2011

I can hear my Master cry

The Master is disappointed with me
I can see that in every eye
I can feel it in me and inside

Can't cover it up with things
Can't drown it in all the wine
Can't forget it in stories
Can't silence it by talk
Not by all the lies

It shows up on my face
Always and all the time

And still he calls out again and again
watch out! don't let yourself fall
Wake-up! Stand-up high
I know it's hard
but just give it a little try

He calls out again and again
fainter but without respite

Saturday, September 17, 2011

This and that

I asked of this and I asked for that
I told you this and I told you that
I thought you this and I thought you that
I talked of this and I talked of that.
I looked in you for this and I looked in you for that

I showed me to be this and I showed me to be that.

That you are better than all the this and that of me,
This I saw when in your eyes I caught the ugly sight of me