The Raped Land Poem by Andreas Classen

(original english version)

A streetlight is my dawn.
They give me therapy for my soul
dumps for hills
quarries for ravines
liquid waste for living water.
-I killed a fish in this sewer today
-Don't you see how mother nature loves me?

An equinox has passed unnoticed.

Somebody died in agony for our sins?
-Yeah right, maybe we'll give you the afternoon off like good christians.

Haircuts create happyness.
Shoppig soothes souls.

I feel like pulling the sword from the stone and ruling the land bringing back bloom
cutting myself off
cutting you down.
You bet I could do it.

But I can't find that stone in this mall we live in
before my soul bleeds dry

It's oozing out of me so quickly.
I feel cold already,
cold and alone.

Welcome to the familiar void.

-Why was he sick, why was he unhappy,
-why is he dead?

-Didn't he have everything he needed?