samedi 5 septembre 2009


Nobody understand.

Nobody wants to.

Around every meaning

Is a chain of events.

And everybody navigate,


Who cares?

The world is turning squarely

but who cares?

Everybody's following

his little track, sweet track…

Nobody listen,

Nobody wants to.

The wind murmurs scary words

But who cares?

Who cares of what could be

The taste of the harmony?


Better to take a pill

And forget under the pillow…

Nobody finally says

That happiness isn't good fortune,

But the essence that pours out

The chain of events,

For few we know how

To make the flood

A nicer creek.


Better to buy something

Useless, just to confirm

The existence.

Nobody sees nobody.

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