Untitled By C.N. Beckmann

The fool begins as victim yes-.
But at first is not an ass
Until the same fool is deceived
Again and again-Perhaps even
By like people, or like circumstance.


June 18th 1999.

It’s all about deception and deceit.
I smell its different odors
And I wonder if when I am
A Lilly of meak
Can they somehow sense the
Lilacs that deep within I keep
If it is trust that I seek
To have and to keep
Perhaps it is I who first must give
If with honesty and truth I seek to live.

February 22nd 1999

Did you ever just know
And even still hold back
From the changes it would make
Was a courage that you lacked

So you think of all you’ve done and seen
Still searching for a memory of the place in between
And for all you know, for all you’ve chosen to forget
You still walk out into the rain for no regard for getting wet
Until a cold breeze comes along
And you crack into tiny pieces of ice

Did you ever just know
And even still hold back
From the changes it would make
Was a courage that you lacked

Maybe you were lazy buying time and driving fast
Spending late nights with a beer all the time looking back, looking back
While you peered into the eyes of countless strangers
Wanting to find some piece of mind or perhaps a kindred soul
to sweep you away from yourself while you pondered

Did I ever just know?
Have I been too busy holding back
From changes I could make
Because of courage that I lack

So you pull yourself together only to find
Somehow you are way behind
And you run swiftly through the midnight air
Playing for daylight to raise the crosses that you bare
And with the sunrise it seems clear
The inbetween that you fear
Is the reality that you have made
And it’s yourself you need to save
So to yourself this thought arrives
In between your desperate cries

You always just knew
And you should not have held back
From the changes you could make
Due to courage you once you once lacked

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