Continuity
out of curiosity I ask myself
what does makes sense?
What makes the world go on?
After all the bad we do.
How it can go on, how does things work?
Been wondering many times,
can you answer this, show your wisdom?
Who is wiser? Who is older?
Don't a kid can play chess?
Don't an old man can be a kid?
Things change, things move
chances that stop once
catch it or let it go
don't be sorry, it'll be back
evolition, is a good thing?
How we are sure that is not involution?
After all we do, can we be sure where we are?
Time, are we sure is that right?
Had been changed many times
who is sure that we are right?
Who can bring some light?
Figures and shapes, I draw
I fill dozen of pages
looking for an answer
do I know the question?
Nothing make sense
I burnt it, I destroy it
see the white turning dark
see the light, shining yellow
see my spotlight dancing with the fire
insticts we have, we are yet animals
simple things can surround us
water, fire, sand, sun. life and death
we have and we fear the same
sure there will be tomorrow?
Sure it was yesterday?
Can you answer everything, can you be?
Three lines I write, four I delete
brainstorming, brainwashing
what's the difference? Just out of curiosity.
Life go on, it stops us
it makes us turn on your way
it makes us down, also high
things we can't control, nor understand
who can answer all that?
Rhythm I look for, but nothing makes sense
beauty I look for, does it is?
We all are conditioned, but we continue
judgements we do, even when is not a trial
life is made of oppositions
mistakes and success, holding, matching
learning, teaching, we are both in one
the two we look for are in us
egoism, some ones call it
solitude is never good, isle
but don't we are the same
alone, lying down at the end
resting for all we've done
asking the same, don't we?
We all are one, we all are not
continuity, out of curiosity
but we are opposite and the same
we are teacher and pupil
see the spotlight when you learn
show you wisdom when you teach
two sides in one, like coins
we can stand from the edge
we are separated and together
continuity, everlasting.
Ariadna Squire Damique
(23-04-2008)
out of curiosity I ask myself
what does makes sense?
What makes the world go on?
After all the bad we do.
How it can go on, how does things work?
Been wondering many times,
can you answer this, show your wisdom?
Who is wiser? Who is older?
Don't a kid can play chess?
Don't an old man can be a kid?
Things change, things move
chances that stop once
catch it or let it go
don't be sorry, it'll be back
evolition, is a good thing?
How we are sure that is not involution?
After all we do, can we be sure where we are?
Time, are we sure is that right?
Had been changed many times
who is sure that we are right?
Who can bring some light?
Figures and shapes, I draw
I fill dozen of pages
looking for an answer
do I know the question?
Nothing make sense
I burnt it, I destroy it
see the white turning dark
see the light, shining yellow
see my spotlight dancing with the fire
insticts we have, we are yet animals
simple things can surround us
water, fire, sand, sun. life and death
we have and we fear the same
sure there will be tomorrow?
Sure it was yesterday?
Can you answer everything, can you be?
Three lines I write, four I delete
brainstorming, brainwashing
what's the difference? Just out of curiosity.
Life go on, it stops us
it makes us turn on your way
it makes us down, also high
things we can't control, nor understand
who can answer all that?
Rhythm I look for, but nothing makes sense
beauty I look for, does it is?
We all are conditioned, but we continue
judgements we do, even when is not a trial
life is made of oppositions
mistakes and success, holding, matching
learning, teaching, we are both in one
the two we look for are in us
egoism, some ones call it
solitude is never good, isle
but don't we are the same
alone, lying down at the end
resting for all we've done
asking the same, don't we?
We all are one, we all are not
continuity, out of curiosity
but we are opposite and the same
we are teacher and pupil
see the spotlight when you learn
show you wisdom when you teach
two sides in one, like coins
we can stand from the edge
we are separated and together
continuity, everlasting.
Ariadna Squire Damique
(23-04-2008)
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