“Reise, Reise Seemann Reise
Und die Wellen weinen leise
In ihrem Blute steckt ein Speer
Bluten leise in das Meer”
Month: July 2016
Mother’s tears
….when she sees how you did with the world she left for you
B Boomers
This is our fate, we born at Golden Age.
What happened? What did we do wrong?
We spend hours on “Social” pipes to mourn about this cause or another.
But what did we do for keeping this sweetness to our children?
Smokes, blood and ashes, we just let it be, throwing our frustration on this or that.
Baby Boomers, BB, Blah Blah..
I am tired of this all, I am exhausted.
Then I sing and I forget..Lah lah lah
