Juhannus

Jyväskylä to Vaasa to where am I

Mike Tyson

sailing through green lands
pure air, no pink skies

time ties
flows'n'flies

minds creating stories to interpret
history lives far beyond all that happened

future demands to be trusted
past demands to be remembered

now...
is only when all is forgotten

ships on dry land conquer only hearts
I hope to see more than just viking-like lootings

during the last days I've seen swastikas rolling for peace
and up here only them poor hippies seem to fight to survive

and...

jesus for strong souls is an unwanted mason
for pureness of joy is to fornicate like mike tyson