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Lisa Breier Oct 2016
what is
friendship
a ship
in a safe harbour
full of happiness and trust and
love

but what if this ship leaves
the harbour
of love
and set sails
for the steep shores
of fame and money and power

but what is power?
isn´t power the thing you feel when
you share your self-made chocolate cake
and sing along together to the old songs?
isn´t power the thing you mostly just call
love?

but would anyone have set sails and left the harbour
if he´d still remember this
the chocolate cake
and
the love
because he once had to know that
or why do I remember it.
Lisa Breier Oct 2016
What have we become in this wasteland?
Between rust and endless war,
we´re wandering around in what´s once was our fatherland
although we don´t know what that is anymore.

Maybe we´re seekers for our lost future,
that was blown away in the hails of bombs.
But where could we find it?
In the graves of our moms?
In the graves of our kids?

Our search is pointless and we know that,
so why don´t we just wait for the only safe thing that´s left?
Imminent death in those ruins behind our doormat,
which became this wasteland.

— The End —