Ferryman
To the believers the unbelievers and all a Happy Easter Can we rejoice in the rebirth at the end of all sufferings Those who follow the path and carry their own cross May find there are many more stations than said the Book The doubt often comes at the end of the road When we […]
Waiting for the train to roll or Charon the ferryman The tracks are the Styx and the Lethe between anger and forgiveness We follow the flow and keep a penny for the fare Life is a slow river and in our modern fears We have scattered help points along the way But they will not […]
The things that grow in the night come to meet halfway With the things that glow at the far edge of the street lights At the borders of the impenetrable dusk of some enchanted forest Where dreams linger like the lost souls in the wastelands of limbo Forsaken and the surprised by the hand of […]
All the earthly goodies, cold champagne is like ice on fire and a smile to beckon From the gates of Eden you can see the spiralling staircase of Hell And through the billowing smoke the flames of the bonfires burning below Running blind and empty on the winding road to your destiny You will reach […]
The desert is slashed by long straight asphalt roads Like scars left from the cuts of the long blades of time We carry our own wounds along roads going nowhere We follow the wind of our destiny looking for a future We hope to discover the garden of Eden beyond the last bend But the […]
Strolling down Chepstow the Black Adonis touts his perfect abs Starting the feud between the Aphrodites and the Persephones While he may get prematurely gored by a big red London bus Life is the replay of primeval mythologies where joy and pain meet halfway We reach the river with the baggage of our memories, we […]
A black blonde beauty queen walks all over Chepstow All eyes are on her and the ogling goes on and on But she only has eyes for herself and the hordes of her followers Queen Mee today, Queen Me Too tomorrow, that is the question The coin has an other side, and the Ferryman will […]
Two white girls flirt with the camera, I am invisible This is Carnival and the moods are many But the true smile is in the eye like a burning flame We go our own way, we may be hijacked for an instant But the flow will take us to the last river Where the ferryman […]
Young beautiful and oblivious of the carnal carnage Two black beauties follow the app, counting the mortal sins The street is at a boiling point, but nothing really matters now As you reach the river below, why not ask the ferryman for directions You have reached the final destination of your long journey You will […]
Flying the colors two young Trinidad and Tobago black beauties defy the camera One like a she-Cyclops she stares at the lens and perhaps at the man behind No rules is the rule of Carnival, anything goes and beauty comes as the famous cherry Our heads in the clouds, we follow the music on the […]