Kategoriarkiv: to die

Neither for nor against (The Swedish approach)

In English below I Jag är inte med dig, jag är inte mot dig jag är mittemellan dig och alla, intryckt nedtryckt under din höjda arm, näsan begravd i din armhåla, du stinker: byt deodorant! Eller: håll avståndet. II Sluta … Läs mer

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You Ain’t Seen Nothing Yet!

                  Fy fan för äldreboenden, ättestupa och hurtig underhållning med Evert Taube! Jag skulle hellre äta råttgift än att bo där! Den sen decennier bortgångne och mytologiserade trubaduren Taube är sannerligen ingen … Läs mer

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Moses Tegnell med sin stafettpinne leder svenska folket genom Corona-pestens ökenlandskap

Moses Tegnell with his baton leads the Swedish people through the desert landscape of the Corona plague De rör sig ur dunkla dis, de sågs aldrig komma I fängelser utan dörrar, tror vi att vi ska överleva… De dirigerar förlusterna … Läs mer

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April 2020, fears and balcony dreams

Written in Swedish and then translated to English  When I see the few people on the streets nowadays, I see not only the people who seems to ignore everything but their own living: I can see fears in the others’ … Läs mer

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”If the people go hungry, they will eat their rulers”

Your destiny in the orange envelope     I I want something new, I need something new, I want something else. And I surely don’t want the living conditions I have. II Lack of freedom and poverty is to not … Läs mer

Publicerat i become old, create life, culture values, living with chronic diseases, loss, morality, obstacles, old age, paradigms, poems by vonnely, politics, poverty, sadness, Sweden view, Swedish "culture", Swedish conditions, to die, unhappiness | Märkt , | Lämna en kommentar

Mother of five (Mater Dolorosa at Rinkeby)

Mother of five, son why did you not die in my womb? From Rinkeby to Dubai now prison for life for murder? You never came back home, reading your truth in my eyes! Son, you grew up to become a … Läs mer

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Kindly kill yourself on an unnoticed day

It is a popular game, blaming others! Everyone points fingers at everyone and nobody is good enough: you’re white not good, you’re black not good, you’re a ”leftie” not good, a ”right-wing” not good, you’re a criminal not good, homeless … Läs mer

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