WAITING:

Man is forever waiting, waiting for it all,

Within impatience, the waiting never palls,

Waiting for rains, that never seem to come,

For seasons to pass, no matter how they run.

 

Waiting for the jobs, in unemployment queues,

For hand-outs, handshakes & ever changing news,

Waiting to be served, or told what´s to be done,

Maybe while waiting, our life will show some fun.

 

Waiting for love, which was predicted by the Runes,

Glimpses in our memory, to words of forgotten tunes,

For Mama´s promises & the father who didn´t come,

For the visit of the daughter, or the too illusive son.

 

We´re waiting to be born & then, await again to die,

For the telling of the truth, that will overcome the lie,

Waiting for each day & their countings on each finger,

Till we go back home, on earth, we still must duly linger.