In a smoky room, where the shadows play,
You’re searching for direction, lost along the way.
The devil grins, whispering sweet lies,
Promising glory wrapped in disguise.
Who's gonna save your soul tonight?
The preacher with his holy light?
The politician with his silver tongue?
Or the celebrity, forever young?
Is it the singer with a heart full of pain?
......
Een zachte bries die door de ziel kan strelen,
een lach die zonder woorden veel verklaart,
de rust in 't hart,bevrijd van donk're spelen,
waar liefde als een stille kracht aanvaart.
Niet rijkdom,noch de roem die snel kan vervelen,
maar de vrede die de mens als kostbaar spaart.
Wie naar zichzelf durft te kijken zonder schalen,
zal in het diepst het ware welzijn halen.
The Earth is my mother and she is my home
The sky above me, wherever I am.
This is my father, my guidance toward future prosperity
I make my way with honesty, docility and adaptability
I make them my divinity along with life and death
I relinquish all concept of strategy, design, tactics, law and talent
I place principle, benevolence and the grasp of fore-locking opportunity in their stead
......
How does one monetize an emotion?
Trading raw truths in a marketplace of feelings,
Where every vulnerability wears a price tag,
Every confession a coin.
I lay bare my joy’s
The laughter that dances like sunlight,
And the sorrows, dark as night,
Offering them up as wares crafted from my soul.
......
Destruction in the name of the Arts,
Hypocrisy eclipses the creators, for their tools burn home.
Fossil fuels for abstracts and Deforestation for novels
Sisyphus laughs at their sophomoric efforts,
For humanity blinds us under the guise of protection.
De dichter in mij
schreef woordelijk alles op.
Niet om te verklaren,
maar om te bewaren
wat anders verloren ging
in het geruis van de dag.
Hij ving stilte in zinnen,
adem in komma's,
wanhoop in witregels.
......
Color me slowly,
lilac mist across my face—
the hush of dusk before I go.
Let soft sky blue gather
across my chest,
a quiet kind of silence
like a cloudless day
hiding me,
like a secret that lingers.
......
Een zachte bries die door de ziel kan strelen,
een lach die zonder woorden veel verklaart,
de rust in 't hart,bevrijd van donk're spelen,
waar liefde als een stille kracht aanvaart.
Niet rijkdom,noch de roem die snel kan vervelen,
maar de vrede die de mens als kostbaar spaart.
Wie naar zichzelf durft te kijken zonder schalen,
zal in het diepst het ware welzijn halen.
In a smoky room, where the shadows play,
You’re searching for direction, lost along the way.
The devil grins, whispering sweet lies,
Promising glory wrapped in disguise.
Who's gonna save your soul tonight?
The preacher with his holy light?
The politician with his silver tongue?
Or the celebrity, forever young?
Is it the singer with a heart full of pain?
......
How does one monetize an emotion?
Trading raw truths in a marketplace of feelings,
Where every vulnerability wears a price tag,
Every confession a coin.
I lay bare my joy’s
The laughter that dances like sunlight,
And the sorrows, dark as night,
Offering them up as wares crafted from my soul.
......