Building on the ashes
A man with a childhood and a tortuous journey,
You have so troubles to leave your teddy bears.
Too heavy memories poisoning my life,
Slagged, my opinion was ignored.
Like with the ball you play tennis with,
People don’t care about the whinnying souls.
Sick nightingale, painful songs,
I’m comforting close to you, more in love.
However, we need to seize the present,
Don’t look behind to these damaged people
Need is huge to understand everything.
How impelling is building on ashes!
Poem written by Michel Hilger