16: 40am - Delta Sleep

Old man, staring outwards

Fills his thoughts with contemplation

Sitting, soaked in sunlight

Staring downwards to the bench beneath him

«Hey there!

What’s your name?»

Crawling up to him, it talks again

«What are you doing sitting?

This ain’t no place for kind old men like you.»

«Wait for yourself down there

You’ll find a way out

We’ll meet again somewhere

I can feel it in my plumbs.»

Old man, your eyes don’t need direct sunlight!

Staring too long will blind your sight

Watch out!

I’m just an insect

I’ve been outside now waiting for so long

You nearly stepped on my head

What’s done is done get up now carry onwards

Watch out!

I’m just an insect

And stop all staring straight into the sun

You nearly stepped on my head

The light will (lead you)

Run for (the light) will lead you

No need to chase it down my boy