Ο β λ α δ ί ... Ο β λ α δ ά ... by Erhard Hans Josef Lang

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Ο β λ α δ ί ... Ο β λ α δ ά ...

Ob-la-dee... Ο β λ α δ ά ...
Ο β λ α δ ί ... Ob-la-daa...

Splash one more
Oblation... oblation...

Oblation... oblation...
The ritual sweat of never-ending servitude

Dash it all over
Our high-rising monuments
Of the endeavoring firm

That stand out aloof,
So untouchably of a kind of their own

Though evermore will
Fill most of our days and our simplest self

To shield and yield all lives' ambitions & needs
Here on earth

Where everyone - everyone - is to serve.

Erhard Hans Josef Lang

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Ben Gieske (6/3/2008 3:18:00 PM)
The right message to all of us. May we be the servant of the servants. I think it is appropriate that you began this with Greek. Water is our necessity and there is plenty available there in Greece. Ablution too was the practice of so many various peoples in many different forms - an everyday occurence. Evokes the picture of the washing of the feet on Good Friday.

mukako mukamo (4/21/2008 9:39:00 AM)
josef, i never enjoyed such a poem as this.. i simply love the last line

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Erhard Hans Josef Lang (January 8,1957 / Günzburg/Danube Germany)

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