Queensday In May Poem by Madrason .

Queensday in May

The fool on the hill
made us pay his bill
of uncomfortability
loss of stabilty
ability to trust.


La Fou on a needle
a memo of the war
reminding us of
how people can be
when they lose
their drift
in a black car jar.

In a black car jar
with his neck
streched
to the back
he lost his goal
his inner control
killed seven
and killed self.


The fool on the hill
made us pay his bill
of uncomfortability
loss of stabilty
ability to trust.




Our old Guilder says on it's rim: ' ïn God we trust! ' with on one faceside a portray of Beatrix our Queen, on the Euro we only kept the Queens face. By the way: Beatrix keeps her queensday on ex-Queens' Juliana 's birthday (her mother)

In dedication of all the victims and their beloved ones.

I do believe that this young man Karsten wasn't going to kill anyone especially not the Queen, his life was solitairly and full of disappointments and he probably wanted to catch a nice day in the sun. (let all speculations be speculations) untill he was annoyed by something something
inside him snapped and drove him in this deadmansdrive to this deadendsdrive.

Madrason 13-05-2009