The Forgotten Dream
It is early I sit and watch a blank screen trying to find
words of a dream I had, but I feel like a loser one of
those who tried but never got there; and the misery
gets deeper every year. The radio is on telling me
the a last pope – the Polish one- is being canonised he
had performed a miracle in San Juan. I find it odd
that a religion should have to rely on miracles to be
serious and believable.
Tired of looking at the blank screen I read an article
in Der Spiegel and make a polite comment and desist
using a strong language, and most of the time my
modest comment is published. The Guardian too is
kind that way and tolerate a forceful language.
Breakfast and I have not written a bloody word yet.
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