Zep 1:17  And I will bring distress upon men, 

that they shall walk like blind men, because t

hey have sinned against the LORD: and their blood 

shall be poured out as dust, and their flesh as the dung.

 

 

 

What is left after fatal?

When does the end begin?

Is there a start to nothingness?

Is there a final ring?

 

What is an illusion?

Is reality true?

Are there different colors

or is all painted blue?

 

 

What is beneath the surface?

How is deep defined?

What makes silence scream

in moments lost in time?

 

 

All of us are human?

Are we all the same?

Intellectuals and vagrants

as in death we’re framed.

 

 

Are there any answers

to questions of the heart?

“To be or not to be”, in place

does not seem too smart.

 

 

There are no answers in to-morrow.

No questions in the past.

Only happiness and sorrow

only fullness before a fast.

 

 

 

Jan Wienen