Sleep

some times I cant sleep.
Sometimes I lay on the bad.
And stare at the walls.
In drakness.

Even in darkness.
My eyes can see.
My body is tired.
But my mind keen to serve me.

Even when my beauty sleeps.
I cannot sleep.
I can stare at her even trought the darkness.

I can feel the minutes passing by.
Leaving me alone.
To stare at walls.
I am so tired.
I just cant fall a sleep.

I am too tired to fall a sleep.
I'll just keep stareing at the walls.

Marching forward

Welcome to our world of power
We got the speed

March March
Stamp Stamp

We brake all the walls
We show no fear

March March
Stamp Stamp

We know all the answer
We love to share

March March
Stamp Stamp

We are vast
And horizonless

March until the end
Stamp forever

We feed out of your brain
We feed your brain

Great story i found on the Web

Here is a link (its Hebrew).
The magical Journey

Google gone mad

All sites may harm my computer!

My note *soul

I've been here and there.
seen that and where?
its been on the shelf right there!

god damn I lost it again
here it is in the bin

i must have thrown it away
but why...

i'll unfold it and iron it with my hand
place it on the shelf next to the bad

i hope i'll need it again.

Human armor

Hamas leader Ismail Haniyeh
drinking the blood of palestinian civil
woman and children, uses them as human armor.
while he is hiding in a bunker below a hospital in gaza.
such a hero.
what a soul.