Nothing as it seems…

Dont feel like home. hes a little out.
And all these words elope. its nothing like your poem.

Putting in. inputting in. dont feel like methadone.

A scratching voice all alone its nothing like your baritone.

Its nothing as it seems. the little that he needs. its home.

The little that he sees. is nothing he concedes. its home.

One uninvited chromosome. a blanket like the ozone.

Its nothing as it seems. all that he needs. its home.

The little that he frees is nothing he believes.

Saving up a sunny day. something maybe two tone.

Anything of his own. a chip off the corner stone.

Whos kidding? rainy day. a one way ticket headstone.

Occupations overthrown. a whisper through a megaphone

Its nothing as it seems. the little that he needs. its home.

The little that he sees is nothing he concedes. its home.

And all that he frees. a little bittersweet. its home.

Its nothing as it seems. the little that you see its home

Pearl Jam


Porque é mesmo verdade que muitas vezes “nada é o que parece”!

Temos de apreender a abrir os olhos e ver além das aparências pois assim torna-se tudo muito mais obvio!
É para além dos “ocúlos” que nos esquecemos de tirar que se encontra realidade, tal como ela é... e mesmo sabendo que nem sempre é bela devemos encará-la de frente, sem rotulos ou categorias.

“Dont feel like home… The little that he sees is nothing he concedes… The little that he frees is nothing he believes… a whisper through a megaphone”

Depois de uma grande ausência voltei num novo espaço, mas a mesma!

Kepp on...