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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Kalamatsch As a kid I played with mud in pouring rain sand and water and hands no box required we called it ‘kalamatsch’ quite crafty fun as in kala and free play never reasoned or planned ~ Games ~ Cowboys and Indians followed later and luckily ‘Winnetou’ was the good protagonist but then Karl May the resourceful author had never been to places he simply studied in ~ Libraries ~ In the Army to my shame it was tactics and strategic endeavours with bad Russians the scapegoats mocked in cold wars heating up little soldiers and regiments moved round in ~ The Sandbox ~ I renounced my allegiance as Hippies caught up with me with flower power and grass roots hair down to the hips rolling in the clouds and muck of the times where right became wrong ~ Opposition is Duty ~ Che Guevara and Ho Chi Minh appealed when Mao proposed to destroy what destroys us when Marx and Freud knew it all and My Lai glowed in agentic orange shadowed burns on her ~ Skin ~ Beach holidays followed with grain and salt ocean dunes foreshores boundless sex near the tide line breeze in our hair winds of change repressed and tormented boxed in and neglected adapted ~ Establishment ~ As life passes by and remembrance projects in present and future the stenosis of sand timers narrows regulated trickles turns oases to desert low lands to flood plains and money to greed ~ Paradise Lost ~ It is never too late to have a happy childhood in which adults abide by young people’s wisdom cast away pragmatic self-indulgence where youth is no crime and rigid seniority is not in itself an ~ Achievement ~ I long for ‘Kalamatsch’ that does not muddy the waters where sand is just sand when it runs through my fingers where rain is not acid and I can create and restructure thick planks into olive braches not restrained ~ Sandpits ~ Framed as enclosure’s restrictions misguided control of surveiled subjugation of collateral damage skinned dreams falsified in books burning but rather where the dung of the peace doves makes me the shining statue of ~ Freedom ~ and ~ Kala ~ 'Kalamatched' on 07th October 2016 and before
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