maanantai 11. syyskuuta 2017

Pelko

Viikunapuun alla
tuuli ulvoo kaipaamalla
Hyytävä täysikuu
suden ulvonta nauruks muuttuu
hyeena hyppää selkääsi
nauraa perääsi

Sinä pelkäät
historian toistavan itsensä
eikä sitä suurempaa
pelkoa olekaan

haluan ulos tästä
pienestä laatikosta
kivensisästä
peruskalliosta
enkä ymmärrä

kuinka voisin
nähdä silmilläsi
kun suljet ne
kaikelta pahalta

Etkö näe pelkoa
joka sisintäni kirveltää
se syö minua sisältä
eikä ymmärrä
mikä on minulle parasta

tiistai 5. syyskuuta 2017

Who doesn't want to grow up

Who's the little girl up there
Little wooden house in the tree
You can lift her down 
But you can't keep her from the dark
Because she'll run away from the light
She's afraid of the life
She hides and doesn't want to be found
Sick game of hide and seek
The little girl who doesn't wanna grow up
Dreams at night for a place where she can fly
When you ask her what she want's to do when she grows up
She answers to you
I'll never grow up I just get older
She just want's to dance and sing
Never become an adult 
She'll fly to the Never land
But she can't grow wings to fly free
Instead she has been tide still whit ropes
And she looks up to the night full of stars
Dark soft silk of the sky
The shining bridge of the lonely moon
Sun that she wishes could rise from West and set down to the East
And days would go backwards 
Years rolling back away
She hides her little nose in the books 
So she doesn't have to see the reality
Library is her sanctuary 
She's exotic bird
Rare butterfly and
Fragile fairy
Little girl who doesn't want to be found
Who plays in the tree house
Loves words and eats them like candy
And over her falls deep darkness
She looks up and sees the sky falling down