Nightly clouds and wishful thinking

I am between bear and wolf to rip apart the shreads of your skin
Keeping me from seeing
My raging heart disappearing
My acing mind shrouding thoughts
Into the flux of animism
Praying and bleeding for a better cause
That leaves my mind to think, my soul to breath , my heart to love again
And in my hope lies the seed of humanity
Without bewildering my wildest parts
The future lies in human hearts
To be thinking about tomorrow in a pleasent state and to dream of places where no one hates another
Where we do not part but share and
Cover each other to not cover up pain but process and literate its urgency
Where the currency of love is named healing.
This place is called
Our Future

Johanna nion Blau, 25.-26.08.2026

An army of suits

An army of suits
Traitors like sharks in minor facilities
Tailors honest to be seen
But they also need this money
Covering up naked lies with expensive fabrics, so clean
I serve them with my mouse clicks, they answer so mean

In my heart I want to be saved
But nobody can save me but me
The outside world is going to be craved
They have raised the fee

The hood is not serving any more
Riches over riches leave the poor
My heart beats to the beat of congregation
No power for a nation
No power for the industry
Plug them all out, set ourselves free

Stop the sellout of the planet,
the people, the animals, the plants,
Don’t cover lies with bullying
Tons of miles to go, but I am in
Community is what we care for, we don’t buy their rants anymore

In a world where separation is the fuel of a fossil nation,
Don’t leave me alone, I am sure
I am sure about the power of belonging
I am sure about creating songs, so together we can sing
Against an army of suits, with their deep pockets.
With their dysfunctional rockets.
Power again to the people, let’s roar

You know what: do leave me alone
To Plan a fine revolution,
To plot for a strong wing of love, of understanding.
We will
We will
We will eventually
We will eventually overcome

Johanna nion Blau
01.03.2025