I don't want to be an object
of course, but human, a subject
not completely free perhaps

but also not in the hell
of other people's judgment
because I don't ignore

that I am an individual we
an individual love
that falls short

sometimes individual cruel
self-interest, short-sighted
by built-in blinkers

against my nervous fear
of the purgatory of the failures
of other people and myself

(Whoever wants more freedom
and does leave the herd, will know
to be in hell right then)

A human doesn't

belong to humanity --


It is not a group.

Via Via I do approximately know who I am
someone among all the people

who keep the city alive
and show me my soul
We feed each other, therefore eat
each other as one body
mankind, hungering to live
approximately knowing who we are
among each other and the rest
on our long way
up, down
and around

The goals I had, lost
and not missed, lost
in ubuntu

A group deforms you:

you must conform, be alike --


or will be kept out.

What I secretly do
but not hidden
      
from myself, the truth
that I do not want to know
      
yet sometimes see
in the questioning eyes
      
of others, surprised
or hurt, on the border
      
of judgment on me
is the truth in the eyes
      
of my conscience that examines me
I sweat, it's a purgatory
      
and as long as it lasts, it is
hell: I am not
      
just myself
but one of the others

That's the drama

I looked at you and I knew,
that my day had just begun.
You looked at me with that smile,
loaded with tons of fun.
We looked at each other,
and together we became one.

So I found a free man
Who spreads his arms and takes me under his wing
One who chases his dreams
And takes me on his clouds
So our souls fly above
But still with both feet on the ground

an everlasting love
sometimes hidden
but always there.

New Year's Eve: we face

an abyss, dangerously --


we stand hand in hand.

Here is the hotspot:

a meander of people --


queueing for a shot.

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The Welcome signposts

lead me deep into the maze --


At Shot I am out.