you see on the streets, one could assume that the latest outbreak on Monday a world crisis. I was standing in our small town on the main road in traffic. Before me in the car offered me a kid against the tongue, Dad was an older road users tapped as the bird, and Mama rushed around on their laptops.
few meters further two women were fighting like hyenas around a parking lot and rammed a mother of a others at the children's Christmas tree purchase carts in the calves, to get the coveted tree.
Hello? World? There is no dispute Make Konfliknachten or reducing aggression or supplies, it is Christmas. Holy night. sees a new life in the world.
world of ice,
lost in the noise,
silence passed unused.
souls, just before freezing,
angry rage against the air,
scare thick clouds of thought him.
anger word crunching under feet.
frantically ticking the Clock,
screams perfection loud
consumerism is about the world,
aggression is language.
A light is the message. creeps
Vivid and bright, yet still sounding
in being.
Etched from perfectionism,
deletes Oppulenz,
is the serenity a chance
gives the date the shine.
Represents new life and forget the message, which seems
.
Stay man and You!
human heart greetings
Birgit Bauer
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