This is my voice


I have no tongue. It was amputated when a tumour was detected. And I cannot speak. So this is my voice...a month of reflection, 10.000 words on what it is like to be a tongueless wonder - mixed with the trivial, the banal, the irrelevant, the 'has nothing to do with', the poetic, the imagined, the grotesque and the ridiculous. A month of faith and despair. To what purpose? None whatsoever...this is just my voice.


Friday, 25 December 2009

A Poem


I HAVE A DREAM


I have a dream,
To rise with steam,
To find God’s heir,
And whisper in his ear,
To purify the air,
And find in the future no fear,
And the rules are fair.

I want black and white,
To feel alright,
To be able to walk,
To be together,
To be able to talk,
And be friends forever,
To be able to buy the same stock.
 
I want no possession,
To be an obsession,
For every one to share,
For no one to be jealous,
To sit on the same chair,
To feel glorious,
And friendship not to fear. 

- by Alex

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