Hanne Hukkelberg Crack
We know a hanging drop of water’s fate
is to crack meeting the ground.
Like an egg in a bird’s nest -
it will crack.
Some things won’t hold back,
it must crack.
Shaking a soda- it overflows.
That’s just the way it goes.
Like a full barrage on a rainy day
it overflows.
Some things won’t shut,
it must crack.
Put fear inside a dense box
it will grow. Later explode.
Shame, anger, guilt put behind bars-
they will grow.
Later they crack.
Some things won’t
vanish behind closed doors.
Like a virus, they form and grow.
You can’t stop it, you’re gonna burst.
You’re gonna crack.
It must crack.
