lord have mercy on his modern soul !

he left his droppings hidden here and there and then assumed and expected that later someone would examine them and pass judgement over him. he visualised the scientific moustache and the steel rimmed glasses. that is the concern of the historians and biographers - NOT HIS BUSINESS !
in short he did not define himself, he was too anxious, too irresolute and too indolent

yes

yes, he saw the photos
her naked breasts, the strange look on her face
and once again,
his precepts forgotten,
he threw himself into the vortex of desire
why ?
and why not ?
as the fire tears through the bush

right and wrong

Lost in right and wrong.
He said, son that´s not right.
Since then I`m all wrong :
the good, the bad, the right, the wrong
and I stand here screaming.