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The Old Lady

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She had a full life
yes, she had

She was loved as a child
lived with caring parents
surrounded by noisy siblings
learned about the world
as she reached out for it

She went to school
and was met with demands
"do your things
learn to read
do the math"
you know the drill

She played through her childhood
with playmates in the street
later standing on the corner
understanding life

She had boyfriends, oh yes
quite a lot
for the fun of it
until he came along
and another he
and another
she caressed all of them
with her loving hands

She too became a mother
worrying about
sickness, money, drunk husband
but she managed
to keep things together
with a firm hand

She cried from joy
when her daughter got married
"My life is fulfilled"
she thought

She got older
grandchildren on her knee
passing on stories
children should know
about life
holding their hands

She got old
winter came
all her life she´s been
living surrounded by people
but these last hours

She´ll have to endure
alone
and empty handed
just as she came



Girl

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Girl,
your womanhood not yet unfolded

Girl,
still innocent in thought and deed

Girl,
hungrily biting bits of your time as you go

Girl,
now in your teens but in just one short while

Girl,
you will reach the end and understand

that it will all be good in the end
life is yours to conquer and lose

Girl

Nous Sommes Enfants du Soleil

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Moving about
town today
feeling low

Life is short
like a wink
of the eye

Like a breath
a whisper
or a sigh

A glimpse
made me look
to the sky

The sun's got kids
one of them
on top floor

Give me a wink
a flicker
from above

look up
behold
one moment more

Yes, we can

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People say all sorts of things
and I tend to believe them
when they do

Like "We Shall Overcome"
I bet that is true enough

But today it dawned upon me
that when I've been told
that "we cannot take anything with us
when we die"
is so untrue

The truth hit me in the face:

All we have given to others in our lives
is what we will take with us
when we die

Gone To Graveyards Everyone?

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They were my friends
when I was a kid

My plastic toy soldiers

I used to make them fight fierce battles
good vs evil

The axis of good
that was all I knew
the axis of evil
was all I didn't know

I had forgotten about these plastic people
and their bend bayonets
until I met one of them on a park bench
the other day

Where have you been all that time? I said
Looking for you, he said -
What we'd like to know is
when you will discharge us?

This war has been going on
for forty years now
and frankly, we're getting tired
our colours are fading
our flag is torn

I bowed my head in shame
The first time I saw
- really saw -
how pretty the girls were
when they were running
I left the war
and forgot all about it

I set you free, I said
War Is Over