risk

i want to change the game

the tireless stream of empty opponents

like cardboard pop-ups at a firing range

another broken wing to fix

another plastic smile that fades too soon

when reality sets in

 

i want to change the game

the endless indecision

choose your color, choose your cause

choose the reasons to stay today

but the mission is always the same

when everyone is a sore loser at the end

 

i want to change the game

collaboration vs. competition

i have no doubt that i would succeed

but how many enemies do we collect

on our way to the top

before it is enough to feel enough?

 

i want to change the game

i have all the right

and all the power to do so

the fine line between beautiful balance

and toxic opposition

it’s not important just to win on my own anymore

simply for my own sake

 

i want to change the game

into an unforgettable dance of twin flames

with glittering lights

and the soundtrack of all time

strategy takes a backseat to bliss

for once

 

i want to extend my hand

and truly accept the offer

for the very first time

without having to ask

if the dice are loaded

 

 

09 May 2005