Proverbs 10:7 New English Translation

7 The memory of the righteous is a blessing,

but the reputation of the wicked will rot.

 

Memories and quality

 

Dreams I thought to be my memory bank’s outpouring

Things that appear from the past are stored away somewhere

Who opens that unique door that pours out my history?

And all the imaginations out of their stuffy atmosphere

 

Things I saw in the movies or read in books somewhere

Women that I longed for somewhere in the past

Vehicles for satisfaction to fulfill my selfishness

Seldom dreams of tranquility in my expectation, I guess

 

Insomnia hung around like a speck on the wall

Every time I close my eyes, it screams something to me

Stresses and strained I had enough, and all I want is rest now

But the thoughts were pouring out as the speaker addresses me

 

Tossing and turning to move around, at times breaking into a sweat

Peace of mind is uncommon now as thoughts move in and out

Hopes of the past and fears of today are carving into my substance

Wishing that it all would end like being lost in a noisy crowd

 

Jan Wienen