on another exasperating busride from Italy to Germany

I dream of a world

where bus drivers

do not play border

control and police

their velocity instead

of people desperate

to leave a mess

or just happy

to travel the continent

they reached

I dream of that

while the fences rise

and the far right

has entered the center

against the votes

of the population

I dream of change

against the direction

the tabloids proclaim

and propagate against

reason and hope

I deam of waking

up and finding my

dream to be life

(all pictures (c) Daniel Graziadei, apart from this last one: (c) Martin Geier)