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	English poems Tutu Brother nor Sister * One last request * Sleep instead * Like a stranger * F®iction * Tracks * Red city skies * Sparkle * Timeless * Modern-day alphabet * To april * My noble mind * Behind the clouds * my own little odyssey * the old observer * some old wisdom, please’ * lone woman by a tree * I will reach for the deep place * what a pity! * most shops will close * throw off thy chains Tutu yesterday I put on the tv and Desmond Tutu told me there is hope for us all though it may seem very small it will find its way through hardships and war there will be a day we can no longer ignore that we are all the same and have nothing but ourselves to blame for situations we create a solution is never late he said god has given us the right to choose and to decide to live the way we please though there is death and disease. I hope to see the day we will all see the light I'm not talking 'bout death no heaven on my mind it's more like hippie love that of the quiet kind but when I switch the channel and get back in the mess of everyday life I do have to confess that there's too little beauty in this world to be seen but with people like Tutu life can become a dream and if dreamers will unite what if they really might? just imagine what they'd do or are you a cynic too? 05-01-08 Brother nor sister Never had a brother nor a sister and to be honest I never really missed it I joined families, declared new brotherhood lost loved ones, felt understood I've had my share of ups and downs lost the shame to talk about what makes me tick, what makes me shout Nothing to hide for fellow man we're all the same, we all began in mother's womb in unborn state till that day came we passed the gate the light of life shone on our face our little hearts were filled with grace. 30-01-08 One last request When you´re the one to bury me please keep this in mind My dreams, they have yet always been of a heavy kind My coffin should be strong, you see a product of his time To carry the weight of all my pain my sorrow and my grief When you´re the one to bury me please keep this in mind That laughter´s light and so is joy they fly into the sky While deep inside this humble ground lies Melancholia We eat its fruit and drink its wine and wonder why we sigh So now you know just what to do go dig a hole for me Throw my coffin in the sand and cover it with leaves Take ´em from the nearest tree but do not break the twigs Take one more look before you leave and let me rest in peace. 18-05-07 Sleep instead You´ve become too tired to lift your rusty head So you´ve decided to sleep instead And let life pass you by Now even I´ve become tired of asking why You only rarely wake up, Don´t know where I go but wish me good luck You think I´m still the same The little kid that´s slightly ashamed But I too have changed My plans lost or rearranged, My heart broken but still there, See, everything changed while you sat in your chair You may say that wisdom comes with age, It sure won´t when you stay in one place. 14-8-06 Like a stranger Like a stranger doing cities I rush from a to b Forgetting all the places The smiles, the stares, the gazes I look ahead and don’t look back Wonder if I will collapse Can’t rest or even unpack Too afraid my time will elapse While the life that’s in between Beholds the truth I should have seen That I’m your brother, you’re my sister But would you pause to soothe my blister? I guess I read it in a magazine: Without love, man is but machine. 6-6-05 F®iction (used in Flugroove) don’t you dare hold me in your cold winter’s way while I’m lying here waiting for the early dawn of day would you be so kind to leave this wounded room and just leave me behind I will get better soon. 19-08-03 Tracks (used in Flugroove) We sit and create Lay back and evolve Discover unknown forms of whispering and every once a while we catch a blink of each other’s eye and smile ‘cause we know we’re on the right track. 7-12-02 Red City Skies Melancholic melodies enter my room and mix with the soft snoring of the heater the red city lights give my room a warm gloom I’m thinking of the next time I will meet her. 30-3-00 (2:35 AM!) Sparkle (used in Flugroove) These weeks passed by like a dream not fully aware of its existence my troubled heart seemed mild helpless without resistance I had not met Hope for a while my normal life even seemed quite nice I never knew I had to fight to bring back the sparkle in my eyes. Timeless It was your sweet voice I heard that reflected songs of ancient birds it combined a taste of Greek finesse with a hint of modern emptiness Timeless as it may have seemed your voice went away with the passing of the dream and left me behind, gasping for air waiting for that moment you will be there. 23-12-02 Modern-day Alphabet (used in Flugroove) Angry babies crying dads Extremely fat gigantic hovercrafts Instant joy kicking lads Meaningless nonsense overwhelming pain Queer racecars sick teachers Unfriendly VCR wicked XTC Young zappers Young zappers. 8-2-00 To April, Where has thy soft wind gone that made houses stand straight where has thy sweet sun gone that made man forget his sins a little smiling boy is now weeping warm tears who are you to destroy this beautiful dream of joy. 5-4-00 My noble Mind Knowledge left Feeling right I haven’t yet seen the light decision time has arrived my two worlds will collide Temptation or Security I do not know what will be the best choice O Destiny for only you can see. 29-3-00 Behind the Clouds My feet lead me through the city where the streets whisper in my ear and strangers seem to have pity my ears lead me through the noise of capitalist cars that seem to have no choice my dreams lead me through the night filled with fear of stalking shadows though I was hoping for delight Behind the clouds the day awaits when my alarm clock beeps I will not be there late. My own little Odyssey From this height I can see the idiocy of the human race full of thoughts they forget to be, all too afraid of pain and disgrace I may take a look outside and seem interested for a while but I’ll focus on the inside, my therapist will say denial. The old Observer Speaking fingers control finding beauty finding soul slow-motion they roll out of the dream into the light colours so bright..paintings at night Concentration alone searching for the perfect tone sensations unknown no need to argue or to fight colours so bright..paintings at night. Some old wisdom, please I will not blame you for your boredom I will not call it laziness for I have been there just the same I know that trying to change is senseless Just wait without impatience surely easier said than done find tranquillity in your mind it’s the ultimate solution. 5-3-01 Lone woman by a tree What are you supposed to be and why are you staring at the sea are you longing to travel or haunted by misery To my regret I won’t ever unravel thou sublime mystery. I will reach for the deep place the twirling of these tiny sounds sweet like ice cream sets my mind at ease liberates my senses takes the thought away smoothly it dances I will reach for the deep place I will take my chances. What a pity! Those close that differ most teach tender messages Too bad, you will only see when their door is already closed. Most shops will close O gentle soft silence how I long for thee my early head cannot withstand this day’s noisy tendency The nightly warmth has done her job surrounds me still, so I suppose the morning mist has not yet gone though in one hour most shops will close. Throw off thy chains Face the wind straighten thy shoulders feel thy senses (you have found your calling now your movements are music) Ignore the ignorant feel free in their web of lies do not bend for their despise (you have found your calling now your movements are music) Even when the sun is cold I will be your guide I will be your light.