50

I am approaching the threshold of midlife

With the shock of rude awakenings

That power trumps principles 

Loyalty lies with money

And lies are ok to those who talk about equity

Since this is not really about practice, but just theory.

I have spent half of my life 

Romantically trying to change the world

To make it turn around slightly smoother

And it the right way, and was burning in flames

For each one of this engine’s mistakes.

Will I spent the rest of my life being wise 

Trying to turn myself around it?

I could work  for my own peace 

Towards bursting  only in laughter 

Rather than tears 

Try to only burn logs of hope 

for those who who still try to change the world;

Try to learn and sing  the song for Kemal 

With the old man who lived to tell the story 

Of the young cherub who died 

Fighting  other’s fight.

Enough of the fight, half the game

Is already over , now let’s have some fun 

We’ll think more about this

if we have the time tomorrow