Say hello, dirt,
my old friend
you've been a while away.
Why'd you left,
I wonder where
your bright has gone
now in deepest blue -
is it me
all in vain
you're longing for?
So touch my wounded skin
taint my inner with your lies
strip my soul
I wont deny
you're my flesh and blood.
Foolish, yes I was,
believing I could scrab you off.
So if I die with you,
never as the beggar
asking to be spared.
'Cause to the core
my world has fallen apart,
remembering the loneliness
I wonder where
your pride might be.
My tired eyes
never found
the stars above.
I didn't know
that living has the price
to lose humanity meanwhile
a beggar might survive.
~ June 2015