Is there nothing to escape
If we are are broken like a tree
flying shadows in the kitchen
all fathers in the army, mothers in the jail
brothers and sisters in the open sky
Every thing is sailed away
may be its a fairy tale
but not the only bad one
in this days
let us repair our wings
if we stay longer in this case
we never will be free(c) photo + text: Jörn laue-Weltring, Lingen 2013
