WILL I CARRY MY HEART ON MY HEAD?

 Crying
It doesn’t work
Like ever before
So I practice
You know …. practice makes perfect (laughing)

 
Every moment I can start again
to remember
I start again
and again
It is difficult
but I start
all over again
I will forget everything
But the denial I don't forget
I will never forget
I did never forget
Have never forgotten

 I put this little empty bag of tears on a scale
and as counter balance
a feather
Will it ever balance?
I know the feeling
of failure
of the loss
I have known serious faces
All through my life
about justice and injustice

 Tired of fighting
remaining ever polite
Excuse me
it is nothing against you
I talked to myself
I will not forget
the history of my tears

 I long to make it happen
or to make something happen
I shall discover
That is why I stand here
I will not let it go
I have not yet lost the anchor of desire
The buoys are still floating
Who stands here, has hope
It all will happen

 WITH YOUR HEART IN THE RIGHT PLACE
YOU DON’T WRITE HISTORY

 Will I carry my heart on my head?
Where will all those tears run?
It will explain why you
are part of some people
Even those you have never met before
And with whom you feel close to

 The history of our tears

Joyce Bloem