
By Detlef.
Something happened that was not supposed to happen
and then something that was supposed to happen did not happen
and then the life I had in my head wasn’t happening at all.
Life was what happened, one moment after the other,
one hour, day, week, month, year after the other,
zip, zap, happening, like a circus show.
Should I be in the ring?
Should I kick some serious ass?
Should I be a tiger, an elephant, a clown,
something to look at?
Is it okay I’m happy?
Lyrics: Detlef Cordes/ Licensed under Creative Commons by/nc/sa/3.0
Iris 4:01 am on March 31, 2009 Permalink |
Poetry, lovely. “the life I had in my head wasn’t happening at all”. This is my favorite line.
Detlef 10:02 am on March 31, 2009 Permalink |
That’s a very nice thing to say, thank you, Iris