Urban travel

The synthetic smell of rain on the asphalt
Will stay with me today
And remind me of the aggressive civilization
I belong to.
No flowers of green
On the way to work
To greet my struggled motivation.
What went wrong can be fixed,
Feelings of inadequacy
Linger in the air.

Clashing alone

The canopy on my head
Dances thoughtless in this afternoon
And the single leaves hug each other
In a heartfelt choreography.
Nature outside me screams
And the concrete inside me clashes
While I climb
my contradictions and todays’s incongruities.

Business way

What if the give values
To your prolonged words
And keeps mine hiding?
The sense of knowledge
And the desire of integration
Control my behaviour
That becomes unnatural.
Unnatural is the way,
It is the business way.

Urban travel

The synthetic smell of rain on the asphalt
Will stay with me today
And remind me of the aggressive civilization
I belong to.
No flowers of green
On the way to work
To greet my struggled motivation.
What went wrong can be fixed,
Feelings of inadequacy
Linger in the air.

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