Slowly into the gutters and pits

They stand and clap and laugh

Shout in words, moving forward

We slow down in deed

Slowly into the gutters and pits

We have gone a long way

Yet nowhere when we look back

Our back is dark if not full of shadows

Our steps we can’t see so we slip

We fall while we move

 A long way we have gone

And when our eyes we raise

So bleak, cloudy sky, stormy sea

We held the brush full of energy

And can’t read what we write

And can’t make meaning what we hear

Or express in freedom what we feel

Slowly, slowly and slowly

We move to a standstill

And when we can move no longer

Where will they be: our children?

Only a cycle to form

Irreversible, unending

Around they still stand and clap and laugh

Watching as we continue to move

Slowing down in deeds

Slowly into the gutters and pits

15. 08. 2013