Jan Robert Huisman gedichten
vrijdag 20 oktober 2023
True friend
Silence is a true friend
who never betrays.
(c) JR. 2023
donderdag 19 oktober 2023
someone
someone
once very wise said
'we don't need no man'
they heard you
most men
are now going their own way
MGTOW.
Verbal warrior.
woensdag 18 oktober 2023
Consequences
the ones you voted for
are the consequences you chose for
(c) JR. 2023
zaterdag 14 oktober 2023
Time
life will only last
as
long as life will
until then
time
will be on our side
(c) JR. 2023
vrijdag 13 oktober 2023
Resign
we're tired
just plain tired
of
all their lies
of
all their double talk
emptiness
doubtful richness
lack
of
integrity
lack
of
intelligence
asking
for money
money you don't have
money
they want to possess
preaching
norms and values
not there
ruling with disguised
political ties
paying for their
deplorable lifestyle
with
endless made up lies
paying for habits
no law would satisfy
asking for a support
no one will support
where they will stay
and be rich
throughout their lives
they're the rulers
the
ones we chose
'cause
the truth was unknown
they were not
made this way
by how they lived life
they
were born this way
born this way
each an' every time
all the time
seeing us as a sacrifice
to keep them satisfied
we're just plain tired
of
keeping them in line
the ones
to whom this applies
should be forced
to resign
and
do time
(c) JR. 2023
dinsdag 10 oktober 2023
A promise
I met her once
maybe twice
somewhere far away
in a land of courage
and
fallen souls
she was
a mysterie to me
and somehow
she knew me
from a far away place
where she used to stay
of which
I couldn't recollect
its name
talking to me
taking care of me
in a pleasant way
nourishing my soul
taking away
my weariness
of my battles
of every day
I felt so at ease
her taking care of me
she whispered me
her name
I couldn't
hear it too well
but understood
by the expression
on her face
she was
promising me
if I wanted
she would stay
be my queen
my support
in every way
I knew
I had found the one
I was looking for
the one
that would remain
her speech
was getting softer
her face was starting
to fade
there was
a ring in the air
I looked around,...
it was
a Sunday morning
as my dream
slowly disappeared
into the business
of
a new born day
(c) JR. 2023
but her speech
donderdag 5 oktober 2023
A man of her own
he misses what he feels
and
feels what he misses
a woman of his own
out there somewhere
to have an' to hold
and she's waiting
she's out there waiting
wondering
where could he be
didn't he see
she misses him
completely
she misses him
as she feels
what he feels
a man
to have an' to hold
and she's waiting
(c) JR. 2020
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