More stars

	There are more stars than a dominating sun.
	Far out rove my spiralling phantasies,
	Their lights shine and their warmth radiate,
	One day one of my hopes will be fulfilled.

	Set up are systems, intellectual masks of power,
	By the global players on our miniature planet
	To deflect and to manipulate our expectations,
	For their flow of profits to have clear sailing.

	Foisted is progress as a generator of power,
	By genetic toxins to program our desires,
	Our long breath and strength to resist, to cry out,
	Against guzzlers like our privileged elites.       






Udo Frentzen 1991 - 2012