Satirical art

Once

Once I was told I was too much of a dreamer...
Now it seems like so much of a way of living...
In such...
Such a world like this we are living in, times like this
Times of contradictions and history repeating of wasting
and lagging with no values or truth beyond the words
Meaningless times where nothing makes sense and
all is in reaction of cause and effect and it seems
tragedy is here to rule and nothing will remain...
Except for stars above on the sky and the dreams inside our hearts...
Once
Someone had a dream and just believe in a better world...
Once an inspiration and after a step forward...
A dream that all could do a baby step, and little by little
each is part of a big move...
Once a baby then a grown...
Once a dream into to reality.

Spring time

Spring rises with the first rays of sun breaking through the mist of lost cold winter days
Just some contagious joy you can't resist... come on and go to the park and seize the day!
You could almost forget about all the worries... Everywhere around feels like a dream...
Humm just enjoy it... Spring is eternally the time of the year you feel renewed just by breathing just by feeling the energy in the air, all blowing and shinning... People are beautiful, it's a beautiful world!
And here we go again! Feels like the year has just started, at least I needed a warm gas to restart all again... stand up and go again! Uow! Embrace the vibe and go for the track, that track that you love so much... Here we go, come on... Enjoy it and keep on fighting!

There's always tomorrow

Remember all the chances you didn't have
Still lay ahead the chance of changing that
Opportunity that lays within your dream and
your will to the strength of pulling just a little
bit further ahead and win more chances than
yesterday... Yes maybe tomorrow...soon...
As long as there´s friends on the way the fam´s
you really, just know that there are out there and keep
on struggling never stopping for disbelief... Stop
if any drop out eventually takes place... ´Cause the truth is
there´s no guarantee to what may happen...
Just lot's of dreams, hopes and aspirations and some experience
you carry on like milestones to chase and fight through days...
There's always tomorrow...

Meandering

Lonely stranger
Going down the streets
Meandering with all and nothing
Walking as no tomorrow
No ending to what story
Just another day hanging in there!
Just another day between no where!
Chats along with everyone or some invisible friend
You know, whose friends?
I see faces but just random people
Might say hello or maybe not...
With luck, maybe a joke might come out
or a funny expression, or even a smile or a deadly look...
Luck, ain't none if you are dying for a sip,
a never ending thirsty for tripping over and over
on the edge of loosing nothing except...
For the tip of the last cigarette... Or maybe...
The cigarette buts lost on the sidewalk,
especially for someone to grab it...
So it is life on the streets of some cities...
You'll always find some lost souls searching for
nothing, just another day to hang in there or to grab
something in the way of living and walking another day
through painless and cracking on the reality around us...
And just crashing to sleep deep like dead... Maybe...
Tomorrow there's another day...maybe...