שלוותה

חדר חדש. הרגשה חדשה.

No one here but me.

I will always be here,

Can't run from me now dear-

I will always be near,

From anywhere I hear

A scream or just a sneer

I will always be here.

I will be here when it rains,

I will watch them slice their vein,

Writhing, wriggling from the pain

Lying in the rain.

And when they all just fade away,

Waiting 'till my words I'll say:

"Will not, shall not go away".

No, I do not feel okay.

So synergy will claim it's best,

And easy-learners know the rest;

It will never pass the test

Nor require any less:

One too much to trust but me.

So it's easy, don't you see?

They come and go and I'll just be

Right here where I have always been,

Seeing what I should have always seen-

There's no one here but me,

No one left with hearts so free.

I am always here for me,

There's no one here but me.

©Yoav Levy- 24/01/09©

Prison Bells

Trapped in a jail cell.

Trying to ring everyone's bell.

I smiled so much that I forgot to be happy,

So superficial, so bland.

I never knew it's wrong, I never thought too long.

I never knew what outs there, stuck on the electric chair.

They trick your mind, they make you blind.

It makes you dumb, it makes you numb.

Trapped in a jail cell.

 Trying to ring the bell.

But you don't even know, you don't want to go.

At last I got out, got up and about.

Wasn't ready to leave, I couldn't believe.

I'm out of my cell, my happy hell.

I'm no longer blind, looked out there behind,

Noticed my prison cell, it rang my own bell.

It's not as it was, it's all grey and weary.

Looked up above, and picked up a berry.

While eating that berry, I met my friend herry.

I looked left and right, and felt so much might.

Changed my point of view, changed my worlds hue.

Looked all around, to love I was bound.

To love the world as it is, just as it was.

Nothing has changed but my point of view.

Now I can see, and appreciate you.

I veer of my target, and if I see a maggot,

I look to the sides, I see how snow slides.

Now I remember what I found on December:

It's doesn't matter where you go, it matters how.

Don't get caught in your jail cell,

Nor try ringing everyone's bell.

Be free as a bird, don't follow the herd.

 ©yoav levy ~October 1st 2007~