things are tough all over
wine bottle corks
don't grow back into cork trees
nobody protects animal rights in darfur
almighty polish plumbers
cannot fix all the pipes of lonely flemish ladies
things are tough all over
every time we fart
the climate changes to worse
everybody feels guilty
and buys redemption from oxfam
things are tough all over
in mother's belly we all were sans papiers
and even now
we are lacking paper
the printed paper called euros and dollars
things are tough all over
electronic woodpeckers drill oil from oil lamps of our minds
the light of knowledge fades out in the dark age of iphones and internet
things are tough all over
but human flesh is still soft
still weak warm and wet
and this comforts me a lot
not that i feel comfortable
but i feel
that i'm right to tell everybody
who wants to share one's guilt with me
to fuck off
things can be tough
but i am soft
i'm tough enough to say it
the things are soft all over
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