G is born stubborn
Almost like T
Playing an emperor
When in fact a trickster
Supposed to be a magician
I only can accept as my equal
But
When things get little tough
G ’s dropping everything
Disappearing like Houdini
G is quick there
After a short while, a tiny voice comes through
„Look...I am having fun! Look!”
There is no one in the room
There is nobody
Only few thousand eyes and one pair of ears on the wall
A beer, or an empty bottle
It makes me wonder
If the voice is coming from the bottle
Why trickster
In a tiny big room beside
Under ancient ruins
Some woman is crying out loud
Pouring her broken heart
The trickster’s voice gets uncomfortable
Hoping the walls are thick
It whispers only once
“You should be happy that it happened
Not be sorry that it’s over”
Quoting his doctor S
Then disappears forever
But the echo is still there
What it really wants to say is:
“Be happy, even when you are sad...
Like me! Look how happily sad I am
And shush!”
But what it really, really wants to say is:
“Look how sadly happy I am
And please don’t yell
How I made you sad!”
Playing an emperor
When in fact
A page of drones
Look trickster
I only want magician
That’s all
I wish you a true happiness
You do deserve it
After so much wounding
Stop tricking your self
Stay in the lab
When things get little tough
Sincerely yours
Magician
