WEAKNESS

the chilyness of death

touched me playfull,

thoughtless

just passing by



irreversible reality

no traffic island nearby

nasty and strange

but so very true



then you stand still for a moment

everything becomes rigid

you feel so small

everything is so relative



just then you feel

how weak a man is

not very firm not

very prepared



from time to time

such a slap is needed

we become somewhat more husky

hopefully somewhat more human



live life

each precious moment

it's given to us

we stay upright