"Et j'irai loin, bien loin, comme un bohémien, Par la Nature, - heureux comme avec une femme."
Arthur Rimbaud

vrijdag 17 juni 2011

Within twenty years


How will it look like
within twenty years
Flying on a bicycle
or groping in the sea
Receding hairline
and would there be
someone waiting for me
A natural wondering
of a destiny of could-be's

How will it look like
within twenty years
Hydrogen shoes
and subatomical screens
Giant tomatoes
and plastic supercities
Stiffness going up in my back
and would there be
a future looming for me
A natural wondering
of a destiny of could-be's

Got an uncle on his dying bed
far away from the land he called home
He just said; from hero to zero
and was glad he chased his dreams
He got me thinking, in a life
everything's at warp speed
so I wonder, how will it look like
within twenty years
A natural wondering
of a destiny of could-be's



*23/05/11, Voor een schat van een nonkel, Theo, die steeds zijn dromen najoeg.

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