Rebels of berlin

 

 

Alex smiles at me.

 

A blinking Goodbye.

 

Lights of the city,

 

Plasters full of history.

 

Invisible walls tell a story.

 

Separated, reunited.

 

Music beats as a pulse today.

 

I am a dancing flyer lady,

 

Fighting for the change.

 

My smile mesmerizes them all.

 

Open hearts and eyes.

 

Here I am in this pulsating life.

 

A police front in my back,

 

peaceful protests on the other side.

 

Here is a heart of change.

 

The pulse are the people.

 

If they are tired,

 

they just lie down.

 

Here in front of important buildings.

 

Everyone cares about the other.

 

„No one left behind in the fight“.

 

A light in this cold world.

 

The 68ies‘ eyes are smiling.

 

„Finally“, she said.

 

I agree.

 

Here we are, dancing to the beats

 

of a better world.

 

Here we are,

 

dancing for a tomorrow.

 

I keep these memories

 

like an inner fuel for my fighter engine.

 

I was here. As a little piece of history.

 

 A new rebellion. A new hope.

 

 

copyright by Magical whispers/I. Normann 12/10/2019