It's raining heavily in my laboreour's Germany
it is Sunday and foreigners are quietly resting
with some beer held in their large & full of scars hands
there in our improbable wonders
I come to talk to them
when a bumblebee lost and drenched
also comes on dry ground
marching through our feet
when one of us turns him on his back
he is buzzing he is drying his wings
and I say
"let him go man"
and afterall
"es ist nur ein Waser Probleme"
All ”strangers” have just a water problem. There is to much rain in their country. Let them go my paranoic friends. They just need a dry & quiet place to recover the slow beats of their heart. There is not a nuclear bomb but a water problem afterall the **** boom.
