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  • The child in us is ruling.

  • No grip on what streams.

  • From the top down and back.

  • Giving our brains.

  • A pattern to follow.

  • Obey and protect.

  • Children in these old bodies.

  • Pretending to be.

  • Wise and mature.

  • But what streams.

  • Our emotions... take over.

  • Like children, we don't know.

  • Children with emotions.

  • They share without reflection.

  • We, we reflect with a child's mind.

  • We don't understand but react.

  • React on our past.

  • Our past rules, it tells us.

  • Like children were focust on our game.

  • But our past is burned.

  • Into us, our brain.

  • The focal point... surrounds us.

  • We walk in line and act.

  • Not like children... they act.

  • Play a role in life.

  • I said... PLAY a role in life.

  • Play it rational.

  • Wake up, be sensible.

  • It's just a game.

  • We all end... the same.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Hoi Chris,
wat een mooie beetje trieste gedichten. Ik zoek er nog een voor mijn jaarlijkse kerst boodschap, dus als je nog een mooi kort triest,leuk, waar gedicht weet te fabriceren, houd ik me aanbevolen.
Marion

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