Weakness

the chilyness of death
touched me playfull,
thoughtless
just passing by

irreversible reality
no traffic island nearby
nasty and strange
but so very true

then you stand still for a moment
everything becomes rigid
you feel so small
everything is so relative

just then you feel
how weak a man is
not very firm not
very prepared

from time to time
such a slap is needed
we become somewhat more husky
hopefully somewhat more human

live life
each precious moment
it's given to us
we stay upright