Rime

Green buds on the desert 
Imitating game 
Nothingness is yelling
It´s pride and it´s waste
To nothing
 In vain  

Talking to the rocks
Everywhere explodes
Everywhere it cries 
In goodness and lush
Except in your eyes  

From Memphis to UN 
Back to the cold wind
Under lead and hail
Where silence speaks 
It´s love for the hate 

Nobody is “self-hating”
Just another way 
To get what you want 
And forget again
The hand behind “pain”    

Where “kings” of this world
Tremble in their rags
Yellow in their veins 
And reveal the lie 
While crying for bread 

“Success” lost the mask  
Revealing conforming
Then turns into advance 
And buds of the truth
Out of rotten lies 

Walking, meaning “dreaming”
Just forward and back 
To that place in time 
Where vacuum is giving
The chance to give back  

Like sons of the idea 
Where the law embrace you
And the embrace you see 
Where nature is singing
The song of the sea