The candle has gone out.
Here in our cave
We fumble and we shiver in the dark.
Men always behave
Toward a wunderkind this way.
You wrote a bestseller and got a lot of praise
And you were so young!
It's a pity you didn't fit in
And go to university.
Good Lord! You didn't get any
Qualifications or go through the proper channels! !
You didn't say the words we wanted to hear.
The Feminists and Socialists are glad you're dead! !
Not going on about a dominent five percent! !
You thought for yourself
And a few of us remember what you said.
You were an INDIVIDUAL.
But now you're dead.
Now the sleepers can go back to sleep again
Dismissing you as a charlatan or fascist! !
How dare you be an optimist!
How dare you not give the rest of us some credit! !
Yes, you're dead, and now you can't answer back
And make us feel uncomfortable!
Let's see what's on the telly.
Who wants a peak experience anyway?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem