Poems & News: I wasted my life in the light, doing nothing or......

Poems & News: I wasted my life in the light, doing nothing or......: I wasted the moon all night doing some counting, not kisses, not brides, not beds, not love, no. Nothing.

I wasted my life in the light, doing nothing or... Counting not books, not dogs, not numbers, no.

I wasted the moon all night
doing some counting,
not kisses,
not brides,
not beds,
not love,
no.
Nothing.

Poems & News: Om allverden både rår og spår tar vi veien der hvo...

Poems & News: Om allverden både rår og spår tar vi veien der hvo...: Inne ute... I jordens indre... Hva finner en der ? Mon tro...

Poems & News: I wasted my life all night doing some counting not...

Poems & News: I wasted my life all night doing some counting not...: I wasted my life all night doing some counting, not cars, no cats, not loves, no, nothing...

I wasted my life all night doing some counting not cows, not euro, not dollars, no, nothing like that.

I wasted my life all night
doing some counting,
not cars,
no cats,
not loves,
no,
nothing...

Poems & News: How old is July anyway ?

Poems & News: How old is July anyway ?: Is the yellow of the forest the same as last year ?

How old is July anyway ?

Is the yellow of the forest
the same as last year ?

Poems & News: Pollution = The thirsty earth soaks up the rain, a...

Poems & News: Pollution = The thirsty earth soaks up the rain, a...: Well then; Pollution I now do not see this busy world and I shall ne'er agree; The very honey of all earthly disasters, Does of ...

Poems & News: Praise to the Rich peoples or ?...

Poems & News: Praise to the Rich peoples or ?...: Under the wheels of luxury... And so, making clear in advance I know there are miles   between us; and I reckons myself with the tra...

Poems & News: Don't be afraid of tomorrow ...

Poems & News: Don't be afraid of tomorrow ...: Sometimes, It's like being lonely, Walking the dirt track road, You can sit, Watch the clouds, Time through the hour glass, Or...

Poems & News: How long do others speak if we have already spoken...

Poems & News: How long do others speak if we have already spoken...: Well, I never went back, I no longer suffer from not going back, the sand willed it and as part wave and part channel, syllable of s...

How long do others speak if we have already spoken ?

Well,
I never went back, I no longer suffer
from not going back, the sand willed it
and as part wave and part channel,
syllable of salt,
leech of water,
surrendered,
chain to my rock.

There is no freedom any-more for us
who are fragments of the mystery,
there is no way out for returning
to oneself,
to the stone of oneself,
no other stars remain except the sea.

Poems & News: Cold... In the light of that saddest day, - Vast, ...

Poems & News: Cold... In the light of that saddest day, - Vast, ...: Then, in a dream come true, Two beautiful passers-by Appeared in front of me - two Unique, unrepeatable eyes ! My senses tremble...

Cold... In the light of that saddest day, - Vast, vast was the city in... No one returned my gaze. Not one person knew me.

Then, in a dream come true,
Two beautiful passers-by
Appeared in front of me - two
Unique, unrepeatable eyes !

My senses trembled.
God
Himself seemed to make a promise.
But the eyes had no sooner held
My own, that they vanished.

I woke on the saddest day,
And icy light pierced through me.
Vast, vast was the city.
Not one person knew me.

Poems & News: As I wandered past each alleyway I saw her in the ...

Poems & News: As I wandered past each alleyway I saw her in the ...: I still can call to mind The vision of that blind Sorrow and the terrible tears In her eyes, and still they sting Like a guitar whos...

As I wandered past each alleyway I saw her in the fading day. She stood beyond the shadow. alone in the street-lamp's light: Ah, ah, for a...

I still can call to mind
The vision of that blind
Sorrow and the terrible tears
In her eyes, and still they sting
Like a guitar whose grieving string.

Poems & News: Life is such a solemn thing, and its problems so s...

Poems & News: Life is such a solemn thing, and its problems so s...: Nobody fighting for freedom or justice ! Only for their own benefit and wealth.  Who believes in them ? Who believes in their count...

Poems & News: Multus homo es, Naso, neque tecum multus homo est ...

Poems & News: Multus homo es, Naso, neque tecum multus homo est ...: You give me hope this mutual love of ours, my life, Will be delightful and for ever. Great Gods, enable her to promise truly, To say i...

Poems & News: Earth and heaven deceive my gaze heaven and earth ...

Poems & News: Earth and heaven deceive my gaze heaven and earth ...: I ask the passing wind for news Of how my people fare But wind keeps silence on the truth And speaks of no despair. I ask the ri...

Earth and heaven deceive my gaze heaven and earth I see only you...

I ask the passing wind for news
Of how my people fare
But wind keeps silence on the truth
And speaks of no despair.

I ask the rivers on which dreams
Are carried down the flood
But there's no calm in that rough stream
Just sorrow and bad blood.

They carry dreams but leave behind
Nothing of home but tears.
Oh rivers, what comfort will you find ?
When no one ever hears.

Poems & News: Every one must find their own way... There's a hea...

Poems & News: Every one must find their own way... There's a hea...: Pain stalks  the racing heart when gagged and grief-struck love whispers... Drop by drop the oblivious rain dries on the terra...

Every one must find their own way... There's a heaven to be won beyond virtue and sin...

Pain stalks 
the racing heart
when gagged and grief-struck
love whispers...

Drop by drop the oblivious rain
dries on the terrace.
Who demands,
Who commands
us not to give voice to
life ?

Poems & News: Silence

Poems & News: Silence: In the silence another voice A song close by Shared between us It has the force of prayer.

Silence

In the silence another voice
A song close by
Shared between us
It has the force of prayer.

Poems & News: Neighbourhood... Barrio de Palestine.

Poems & News: Neighbourhood... Barrio de Palestine.: Inside the house they take shelter from ? The stars or bombs. Night collapses. Within, a dead girl, a crimson rose hidden in her ...

Poems & News: If you forget me I want you to know one thing my r...

Poems & News: If you forget me I want you to know one thing my r...: You know how this is: if I look at the crystal moon, at the red branch of the slow autumn at my window. Dreaming... If I touch ne...

Poems & News: "My heart is singing like a morning bird. A great ...

Poems & News: "My heart is singing like a morning bird. A great ...: Where the sally tree went pale in every breeze, where the perfect eye of the nesting blackbird watched, where one fern was always green. ...

Poems & News: Hay algo mas triste en el mundo que un tren inmóvi...

Poems & News: Hay algo mas triste en el mundo que un tren inmóvi...: Is there anything sadder in the world  than a stationary train in the rain? Finnes det noe tristere i verden enn et stillestående to...

Poems & News: My eyes went away from me following a dark girl wh...

Poems & News: My eyes went away from me following a dark girl wh...: She was made of black mother-of-pearl, made of dark purple grapes, and she lashed blood with her tail of fire. After them all ...

Poems & News: The current politic is a cocktail mix of different...

Poems & News: The current politic is a cocktail mix of different...: Humanity It was night in one of the old cities, in the old land of David, heiress of every daredevil deed of the long centuries, she...

The current politic is a cocktail mix of different religions and national interests ... That does not put people in focus.

Humanity
It was night in one of the old cities,
in the old land of David, heiress
of every daredevil deed of the long
centuries, she who had gilded herself
with the loot of her power,
she who knew then she was no longer
the greatest city in the world...
it was night in the old city.
We could see the rockets and hear the
explosion on the enemies land.
So the party goes on...

Fog and rain enveloped her,
her streets lay empty,
dark with scream and wailing 
 from the other side.
You get a phone.
about 5 minutes later,
you have no home...
In return, you send rockets.
So the party goes on...

So the party goes on...
Down to the cellars,
herded, terrified people
herding like animals to their
lairs safe in the bowels of the
mother of us all,
the dark earth...
So the party is still on...

And there in the terror and tumult,
face to face with death, inflamed
as on trill in the heart,
the desire of miserable flesh for flesh,
the lust to unite before death,
the quickening instinct to survive,
a moment of mutual revenge,
in an act of rampant rage,
a malign coupling...
The party is still on...
For how long ?

Poems & News: Die Politik ist die Lehre vom Møglichen... Politic...

Poems & News: Die Politik ist die Lehre vom Møglichen... Politic...: Look into my ocean, My name is Used-to-was; I am also called  Played-out  and Done-to-death, And it-will-wash-no-more... In an...

Poems & News: Festen er over, rommet står grått og tomt, jentene...

Poems & News: Festen er over, rommet står grått og tomt, jentene...: As I take my shoes from the shoemaker,  and my coat from the tailor, so I take my religion from the priest. The best way to get the...

Poems & News: We look before and after, And pine for what is not...

Poems & News: We look before and after, And pine for what is not...

Poems & News: My only solution for the problem of habitual accid...

Poems & News: My only solution for the problem of habitual accid...: The thunder of seas can be heard from afar, If Hormuz closes, what than ? Their radiance dumbfounds and awes. No time has their water fo...

Poems & News: The master said you must not heed - What others ta...

Poems & News: The master said you must not heed - What others ta...: Under the happy trees they sit That talk of nothing and of wit. Under the silent trees they stand That talk of mirth and no man's la...

Poems & News: Shades of Blue...

Poems & News: Shades of Blue...: Blue I love you blue. Blue I want you blue. Blue, blue, I want you. Blue how I want you blue. Blue, how I love you, blue. Blue, it&...

Poems & News: Neighbourhood... Barrio de Palestine.

Poems & News: Neighbourhood... Barrio de Palestine.: Inside the house they take shelter from ? The stars or bombs. Night collapses. Within, a dead girl, a crimson rose hidden in her ...

Poems & News: All the madness of the sweet days is lamented in t...

Poems & News: All the madness of the sweet days is lamented in t...: And there arrive the dark fighters, the flesh decked in faith and splendour, and pleasure with its whimsical distraction, but,  alas...

Poems & News: All the madness of the sweet days is lamented in t...

Poems & News: All the madness of the sweet days is lamented in t...: And there arrive the dark fighters, the flesh decked in faith and splendour, and pleasure with its whimsical distraction, but,  alas...

All the madness of the sweet days is lamented in the nights of the fierce summer. There is weeping for the pangs of love that does not arrive. There is suffering for flesh that is seen like the music of the battlefield.

And there arrive the dark fighters,
the flesh decked in faith and splendour,
and pleasure with its whimsical distraction,
but, 
alas,
death arrived and,
with it,
sorrow...

Poems & News: The primula flower, It sings and sings a song in ...

Poems & News: The primula flower, It sings and sings a song in ...: The cry leaves in the wind a shadow of cypress. How leave me in this field weeping. The horizon without light is bitten by fires....

The primula flower, It sings and sings a song in its white blossom and sings and sings and sings.

The cry leaves in the wind
a shadow of cypress.

How leave me in this
field weeping.

The horizon without light
is bitten by fires.

I have already told you to
leave me in this field weeping.

Nothing has become better,
doesn't help with flowers
or guns... 
I 'm run out of everything.

Poems & News: Sometimes we wonder; Sometimes we are the reason w...

Poems & News: Sometimes we wonder; Sometimes we are the reason w...: White hair means yearning For youth's lost pleasures Not only through age But also life's sorrows Yearnings are white doves...

Poems & News: We all have dirty hands...

Poems & News: We all have dirty hands...: Our hands are dirtied by the dirty work we do. We poor people raise our hands for sale. the only asset we have and for feeding our ch...

Poems & News: Any statement is like a cheque drawn on a bank. I...

Poems & News: Any statement is like a cheque drawn on a bank. I...: Some quick to arm, some for adventure, some from fear of weakness, some from fear of censure, some for love of slaughter, in          i...

Poems & News: De rikeste stunder i menneskelivet er ikke ånden m...

Poems & News: De rikeste stunder i menneskelivet er ikke ånden m...: To a Prize Bird You suit me well; for you can make me laugh, Nor are you blinded by the chaff That every wind sends spinning from the r...

Poems & News: If I had your smile awaiting me...

Poems & News: If I had your smile awaiting me...: If I had your smile awaiting me, the train would recite, across the flat fields of Europe, the syllables of your name. If I had you...

Poems & News: Life is such a solemn thing, and its problems so s...

Poems & News: Life is such a solemn thing, and its problems so s...: Nobody fighting for freedom or justice ! Only for their own benefit and wealth.  Who believes in them ? Who believes in their count...

Poems & News: I never promised you a ...

Poems & News: I never promised you a ...: In dead hours of night a guitar is trembling and a woman singing her bitter fado. Even through the grimy and murky glass of her ...

Poems & News: Pisces...

Poems & News: Pisces...: Right on cue the magpie, broken white I don't want to pick up and the weather, of course... So when sunshine joints the damp ...

Poems & News: Oh Guitarra !

Poems & News: Oh Guitarra !: La Guitarra                                                    The Guitar Empieza el llanto                                   ...

Poems & News: En que idioma cae la lluvia sobre ciudades doloros...

Poems & News: En que idioma cae la lluvia sobre ciudades doloros...: Fray Bartolome de las casas Piensa uno, al llegar a su casa, de noche, fatigado entre la niebla fría de mayo, a la salida del sindi...

Poems & News: Åretak, stemmer, mennesker. En båt, en pike med so...

Poems & News: Åretak, stemmer, mennesker. En båt, en pike med so...: Den grenseløse sommer: Stjernene brenner, livet har rammet meg med "galskap". Den bunnløse elskov har rammet  meg med galska...

Poems & News: Life is such a solemn thing, and its problems so s...

Poems & News: Life is such a solemn thing, and its problems so s...: Nobody fighting for freedom or justice ! Only for their own benefit and wealth.  Who believes in them ? Who believes in their count...

Poems & News: Ask yourself what you are afraid of, then check if...

Poems & News: Ask yourself what you are afraid of, then check if...: Opt for experiences that challenge your fears. Think and try to master something that scares you. Know you what it is to be a child?...

Poems & News: Remember when I said it. I promised, Not to hold y...

Poems & News: Remember when I said it. I promised, Not to hold y...: Take your hand, Whenever, wherever, Because that is us, Because we don't need a reason, Because we simply can, From racing the...

Remember when I said it. I promised, Not to hold you up, not to be the reason, not to be someone to fall onto. But to remind you, when you hit the ground, that I'm not behind you, I'm beside you, all the way through, because we're just bound, we are united.

Take your hand,
Whenever, wherever,
Because that is us,
Because we don't need a reason,
Because we simply can,
From racing the playground,
To gliding down decorated aisles,
We guide each other,
Not one another,
Holding the candle,
In times where the dark,
Is the unexpected round the corner.

Make sure you smile,
You deserve it more than I,
For when you have laughed,
Was it fate or chance
That I had followed you
Watching ... waiting ...
I know your life before mine
But later I would forget it
Whilst going through colour and light
To find you waiting for me
Through you never knew me
Until I was born...

Poems & News: Eyes of disasters...

Poems & News: Eyes of disasters...: In our eyes the roads are endless. Two are crossroads of the shadow. Death always emerging from those secret fields in: Palesti...

Poems & News: Two things remained constant: the chamber of stars...

Poems & News: Two things remained constant: the chamber of stars...: I've got a new/old star Now take it easy my friend. Just let us have a sit down - Relax... Lean on my arm ! I'll be all rig...

Poems & News: All the madness of the sweet days is lamented in t...

Poems & News: All the madness of the sweet days is lamented in t...: And there arrives the dark-hued and hushed night. Hot, hot summer nights. The flesh decked in faith  and splendour. Hot, hot sum...

All the madness of the sweet days is lamented in the nights of the fierce summer. There is weeping for the pangs of love that does not arrive. There is suffering for flesh that is seen like the music of the poor...

And there arrives the dark-hued
and hushed night.

Hot, hot summer nights.

The flesh decked in faith  and
splendour.

Hot, hot summer nights.

Pleasure with its whimsical
Distraction, distraction,

Hot, hot summer nights.

Hot, hot elixir of shadow's
true lover of the star's,
nips at the heel of day.

Summer hot...

Poems & News: Shades of Blue...

Poems & News: Shades of Blue...: Blue I love you blue. Blue I want you blue. Blue, blue, I want you. Blue how I want you blue. Blue, how I love you, blue. Blue, it&...

Poems & News: Neighbourhood... Barrio de Palestine.

Poems & News: Neighbourhood... Barrio de Palestine.: Inside the house they take shelter from ? The stars or bombs. Night collapses. Within, a dead girl, a crimson rose hidden in her ...

Poems & News: If my body had been a bear, I wouldn't fear the st...

Poems & News: If my body had been a bear, I wouldn't fear the st...: Si mi nino hubiera sido un oso yo no temería el sigilo de los caimanes. Ni  hubiese visto al mar amarrado a los arboles para ser for...

If my body had been a bear, I wouldn't fear the stealth of caymans nor would I have seen the sea tied against a tree to be raped and wounded by regiments of soldiers....

Si mi nino hubiera sido un oso
yo no temería el sigilo de los caimanes.
Ni  hubiese visto al mar amarrado
a los arboles
para ser fornicado y herido por el
tropel de los regimientos.

Poems & News: The colour of life...

Poems & News: The colour of life...: The people you thought you know - don't you know they are nay-more ? Heart-breaking, isn't it. How close you've let them ...

Poems & News: Ask yourself what you are afraid of, then check if...

Poems & News: Ask yourself what you are afraid of, then check if...: Opt for experiences that challenge your fears. Think and try to master something that scares you. Know you what it is to be a child?...

Poems & News: Hva kan du eie når livet selv er et lån !

Poems & News: Hva kan du eie når livet selv er et lån !: Hver gang du undrer og lurer. Går og tenker på livets jag, Kom i hug ord som skrevet står; 'For han er en dag som tusen år Og tusen...

Poems & News: Neighbourhood... Barrio de Palestine.

Poems & News: Neighbourhood... Barrio de Palestine.: Inside the house they take shelter from ? The stars or bombs. Night collapses. Within, a dead girl, a crimson rose hidden in her ...

Poems & News: They took the town after a heavy bombing... In Sy...

Poems & News: They took the town after a heavy bombing... In Sy...: The little dark boy Lies in the street. His guts hang out And a toy train loose On a string, forgotten. His face is a mash Of oo...

They took the town after a heavy bombing... In Syria or elsewhere...

The little dark boy
Lies in the street.
His guts hang out
And a toy train loose
On a string, forgotten.

His face is a mash
Of ooze and nothing,
A little celluloid fish
Children float in the tub
Glints on the curb.

Darkness covers the street.
Far off a light still casts its glow
On all tomorrow promises...
Peace - Ceasefire...

For the little black boy ?
Where are the ?

Poems & News: My heart is hot, hot... And has made it's mind up....

Poems & News: My heart is hot, hot... And has made it's mind up....: My heart has made its mind up and I'm afraid it's you. Whatever you've got lined up, My heart has made its mind up And ...

My heart is hot, hot... And has made it's mind up...

My heart has made its mind up
and I'm afraid it's you.
Whatever you've got lined up,
My heart has made its mind up
And if you can't be signed up
This year, next year will do.
My heart has made its mind up
And I'm afraid it's you.

Poems & News: Hot - hot = words how discover me: Picks / stalks,...

Poems & News: Hot - hot = words how discover me: Picks / stalks,...: Hot breakdown as in: fall:leaf-blue's blazing dissolutions as in: walls'slow cracking towards constituent stones as in: almo...

Hot - hot = words how discover me: Picks / stalks, as - sorts of shaken yarrow hot - snapped fates gathered, re-strewn - Hot, hot against hot: mechanical moire, hot, dwarf, this is not about light; But, hot - hot.

Hot breakdown
as in: fall:leaf-blue's blazing dissolutions
as in: walls'slow cracking towards constituent stones
as in: almost every twenty-eight days, every seven years.

a threat:
to communities communion,
the one and only Hot
as in: washing hands,
deflecting blame
as if unity is crystalline,
without refractions'rainbows
Hot, hot

Hot, hot
- not to hear,
diminuendo,
the pebble-sound of irretrievable:
Hot
sparrow by
small brown sparrow,
falling
Hot
Go there, pick up, make something new
Hot...

Poems & News: En que idioma cae la lluvia sobre ciudades doloros...

Poems & News: En que idioma cae la lluvia sobre ciudades doloros...: Fray Bartolome de las casas Piensa uno, al llegar a su casa, de noche, fatigado entre la niebla fría de mayo, a la salida del sindi...

Poems & News: Yours still, you mine; remember all the best - of ...

Poems & News: Yours still, you mine; remember all the best - of ...: To think that this meaningless thing was ever a rose, Scentless, colorless, this ! Will it ever be thus (who knows) Thus with our bliss...

Poems & News: Mot 70'årene våkner jeg --- Tror jeg...

Poems & News: Mot 70'årene våkner jeg --- Tror jeg...: Mot alderdommen våkner jeg, Blodet bruser Er det bare virkelighetens drøm ? Markens stille hofter har mistet sine roser. Nattergale...

Poems & News: You can see them from the railings on the hill, hi...

Poems & News: You can see them from the railings on the hill, hi...: In the shadows, their eyes mist over with immense night. In the bends of the air the salty dawn crackles. A sky of white horses ...

Poems & News: Neighbourhood... Barrio de Palestine.

Poems & News: Neighbourhood... Barrio de Palestine.: Inside the house they take shelter from ? The stars or bombs. Night collapses. Within, a dead girl, a crimson rose hidden in her ...

Poems & News: Åretak, stemmer, mennesker. En båt, en pike med so...

Poems & News: Åretak, stemmer, mennesker. En båt, en pike med so...: Den grenseløse sommer: Stjernene brenner, livet har rammet meg med "galskap". Den bunnløse elskov har rammet  meg med galska...

Poems & News: Round the world it roams trying the good life out,...

Poems & News: Round the world it roams trying the good life out,...: The summer is here ! Hot ! Day after day it sings Hot ! The home is a sailing ship With yarning on the stern. Hot ! Across the w...

Round the world it roams trying the good life out, but it doesn't stay --- it's back ?

The summer is here !
Hot !
Day after day it sings
Hot !
The home is a sailing ship
With yarning on the stern.
Hot !

Across the way
A cheerless place
Hot !
Where sadness
Sadness lives
Hot !
Across the way
A cheerless place
Hot !
Where sadness not lives.
Hot !
And happy is the day dreams...

Poems & News: Two things remained constant: the chamber of stars...

Poems & News: Two things remained constant: the chamber of stars...: I've got a new/old star Now take it easy my friend. Just let us have a sit down - Relax... Lean on my arm ! I'll be all rig...

Poems & News: I don't know what Nature is: I sing it. I live on ...

Poems & News: I don't know what Nature is: I sing it. I live on ...: If at times I say that flowers smile And if I should say that rivers sing, It's not because I think there are smiles in flowers A...

Poems & News: Praise to the Rich peoples or ?...

Poems & News: Praise to the Rich peoples or ?...: Under the wheels of luxury... And so, making clear in advance I know there are miles   between us; and I reckons myself with the tra...

Poems & News: Ah, pirates, pirates, pirates ! Love me and hate ...

Poems & News: Ah, pirates, pirates, pirates ! Love me and hate ...: I want to be a beast acting out all your gestures, a beast sinking its teeth in keels and gunwales. Devouring masts and sopping up ...

Poems & News: Don't be afraid of tomorrow ...

Poems & News: Don't be afraid of tomorrow ...: Sometimes, It's like being lonely, Walking the dirt track road, You can sit, Watch the clouds, Time through the hour glass, Or...

Poems & News: Y que importancia tengo yo en el tribunal del olvi...

Poems & News: Y que importancia tengo yo en el tribunal del olvi...: Solitaire  Over the pianissimo of gold... my lonely poplar. Without some harmonical bird. Over the pianissimo of gold... The...

Poems & News: This was my destiny and in it was the voyage of my...

Poems & News: This was my destiny and in it was the voyage of my...: Now leave me alone. Now learn to do without me. I'm going... And I want five things only. Five favourite roots.  One is endl...

Poems & News: Mot 70'årene våkner jeg --- Tror jeg...

Poems & News: Mot 70'årene våkner jeg --- Tror jeg...: Mot alderdommen våkner jeg, Blodet bruser Er det bare virkelighetens drøm ? Markens stille hofter har mistet sine roser. Nattergale...

Poems & News: Hvorfor tar bladene livet av seg når de føler seg ...

Poems & News: Hvorfor tar bladene livet av seg når de føler seg ...: Por que se suicidan las hojas cuando se sienten amarillas ?

Poems & News: En que idioma cae la lluvia sobre ciudades doloros...

Poems & News: En que idioma cae la lluvia sobre ciudades doloros...: Fray Bartolome de las casas Piensa uno, al llegar a su casa, de noche, fatigado entre la niebla fría de mayo, a la salida del sindi...

Poems & News: Barefoot over the earth!

Poems & News: Barefoot over the earth!: Shavings curl on the beach Which berry-smells fill. A cottage grows up On Sintras hill In half-an-hour`s walk From the village My ...

Poems & News: Life is such a solemn thing, and its problems so s...

Poems & News: Life is such a solemn thing, and its problems so s...: Nobody fighting for freedom or justice ! Only for their own benefit and wealth.  Who believes in them ? Who believes in their count...

Life is such a solemn thing, and its problems so serious, that no one has the right to laugh. Anyone who laughs is stupid - temporarily, at least. Think what grief people do to others like shouting down passage plains or bomb small children. So Stupidity might be a temporary lack of ... So God is God's best joke.

Nobody fighting for freedom
or justice !
Only for their own benefit and
wealth. 
Who believes in them ?
Who believes in their counterparts ?
Make those poilus shave !
Take away the herd's helmets !
Send everyone home to peel symbolic potato's !
Couple this war to a locomotive !
So all are to blame for the failure of everything !
The failure of everything is to blame for all them !
Completely, utterly, and unequivocally:
SHIT !
The world is thirsty for Creativity !
She's hungry for the future peace. 
She's hungry for great Statesmen...
She's hungry for Peace...