Gedichte Über Problem - Seite 31

Follows likes and beauty,
now a days it´s like a duty,
Beautiful body, what might be her size,
wait for my glow up, I´m going to rise!

Fame and liked ´cause he´s rocking them brands,
how much is your outfit can we even be friends?
No need for a shirt but still buy a new,
The colour is cute but is it matching my shoe?

Drive to the city and wasting the money,
have a second thought, is that really so funny?
I´m not the problem, I buy second hand,
same time coffee to go is your best friend.

Trashing our clothes cause they´re not liked,
the kids who produce, they got to fight.
I´m driving Tesla, I´m not to blame,
electricity powered by lignite please wider your frame.

Excited for vacation, waiting for the plane,
wanting to the ocean why should I shame?
Not wasting a thought about what is inside,
but could also be called ‘the garbages hide’.

Buying an used phone can´t be the solution,
tell that those kids who live in your pollution,
Angry ‘bout daddy cause he´s rejecting a wish,
while other kids are starving and would kill for a dish.

Our world is dying, and people worry,
but saving means changing so we don´t seem to hurry,
We don´t have more time we got to start,
but without any actions it´s going to be hard.

Wenn “jemand“ keine Probleme hat,
bastelt er sie, Marke - hausgemacht
und bindet seine Sündenböcke,
an vorab zugespitzte Pflöcke.

Dann schlägt er die Trommel wild und laut,
weil er auf des Menschen Dummheit baut,
jenen dussligen Hammelherden,
die es in Massen gibt auf Erden.

Er setzt die Horde auf seine Spur,
daß sie arglos folgen seiner Tour,
die Welt zu retten vor Problemen,
die er einst formte, zu Extremen.

Auch wenn die Sündigen gesteinigt,
ist längst noch nicht alles bereinigt,
ein neues Problem wird ausgeschwitzt,
Pflöcke dafür - sind schon angespitzt.

© Horst Rehmann