Friday, July 12, 2019

I AM GO_o_D

I AM GO_o_D

My mother is a hypocrite
And, what does that makes me?
Am I what I think, not think, avoid
How am I actually supposed to be free?

My father is dead, so long ago under the ground
Does that makes me dead partly or even more alive?
What am I supposed to hold on like this, like it all alone?
How am I able to prosper, to magnify, to grow, or to strive?

My son is a copy of me, long ago, some time ago, some now
Growing as I grow, denying as I deny, separating, loving
Marching through the waters flowing, discovering
With slow-motion pauses, in which shoving

My me is some hypocrite, some dead
Some copy, discovering, shoving
In slow motion, but pauses
Reposing trust in loving

I’ve got the gift, why?
Did I lose it again? How?
What am I to change again?
What am I designated to do now? 

I am good. Yes. - But, am I good enough?
I am “God”. Yes. - But, am I “God” enough?
I get  lost in thoughts sometimes and in time
That’s when it burdens and roses gets rough

People get unlikely then, ignore, make fun
Lack of awareness, nor politeness at all
Maybe it’s the whole point, anyway
Maybe that is actually my call?

I wish to be transmitting again
Not trapped in this body or mind
Need to be connecting and trusting
Fuzzy, no. Fair. - Kinky, no way. Kind.

“God”, who cares though, what is up?
What is alive in me nevertheless?
When hardness strikes me?
When energies distress?

Is it me lacking?
Is it me not at all?
Is it all or nothing?
Is it the wall to fall?

I am the open space captured in a cloudy mood
The light on-again-off-again friend with the dark
I am the body of innocence lacking the right food
I am the fire of life sparking off nevertheless spark

Here I am, here I do
Here I give, or here I don’t
Hello, never mind, no bother
Unless, not together, we won’t

Good or bad, not really matter
Skip the judging, skip the “O”
Just be what you want to be
Or just figure it out, or so

Leastways, don’t mar your own plans
Leastways, do not break anybody’s peace
Leastways, don’t upset any one’s motivation
Not mine, not yours, be some pleasant breeze

Leastways, harbor your old ship and honor it
Contingently not going “Sail ahoy-ing’ again
Leastways, prepare whatever there is to be
Leastways, be your own and only man

Leastways, consider the greatness
Leastways, consider it all to be
Leastways, consider love
Leastways, be it, free

HC_Thiesgen
July 12th, 2019
4:56 PM (CET)