Elements of time - Lines for Peter and Leonard

Lines from the back-room

Everyone’s beingl scared

About giving yourself to order

It seems to me that you once cared

So you have put down your pencil

like most younger people do

Somewhere between the  roaring twenties

And old age, where I’m  coming from

So you have put down your typewriter

On the floor, where eventually everything rests

Somewhere where the flowers bleed

And the flies murmurs about losing speed

So you have put  down your computer

It might come as no surprise

Still looks like a myserious mountain

Without any stairs to climb

And about us as human beings

We still seemed to be ill-advised

Let’s put down our weapons

And go change the tide