"Someday you have to show me
Your beautiful place"
There is no "someday" anymore,
Honey.
I wish I could tell you
That this is just a crisis,
A temporary closing.
I wish I could reassure you
About our freedom,
The written words
Would, still be valid,
Named by the city you love in.
Now they all forget
How precious they are,
Behave more like in the pre war,
Greeting Weimar,
100 years ago.
A strategy to kill freedom.
People are so full of fears,
That they crave for control.
The same scream Hitler reached,
And the storm answered.
You get what you called,
A simple principle.
Just beware of the winds.
They could kill you.
There is no "someday" anymore.

©️ By Magical whispers