Treasure Island

Erhard Hans Josef Lang

(January 8,1957 / Günzburg/Danube Germany)

Why Things Don't Think Of Us, Too, In Return?


Why not let troubled things talk and hold council with you?
Or do you relish the birth-pangs' banging between clashes?
Things can't talk, yes, or can they? !
You may only proffer your own fantasy
To give them a mouth-piece?
What are we then?
Just simply a piece of flesh, sensing the numbness of the chair we sit on?
Or are we the brain in the chair? !
I found it not to be a madman's pass-time, only, to let things talk to me through myself:
That perilous leaning tower did exactly not tumble over me when I walked past,
As I had beseeched it not to do so.
And be it that I was just delayed for its fateful fall for speaking my prayers.
And, as a trusting thanks-giver, I find,
I'm yet faring best with things.
And how sweet things may talk to one!
And then they won't talk more than I want them to.
And let us not forget: people are things, too!
And they say, all is in one.
Things called it god.

Submitted: Friday, December 30, 2005
Edited: Monday, January 23, 2006

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  • Greenwolfe 1962 (6/11/2008 2:22:00 AM)

    This is the poem and these are the words of a very religious man.
    The subject is very creative poem. I have no doubt this is true of others as well.

    Greenwolfe 1962 (Report) Reply

  • Abha Sharma (4/18/2008 1:36:00 AM)

    In these lines you have given an explicit picture of you mind. The thoughts traveling, meditating on the surroundings, silently speaking and making the readers aware.
    Only a sensitive poet is conscious of such minute gestures…things here is connotated in various ways…whether man, God or inanimate thing…a very unusual and unique theme…loved reading it. (Report) Reply

  • Julia Klimenova (8/3/2006 1:50:00 AM)

    We all talk to things. And they are alive because of the energy flowing from us to them. But sometimes it's the other way round and we are the ones who get energy from them. Thanks for your feedback on my poem 'Full'. Warmly, Julia (Report) Reply

  • Mary Nagy (5/29/2006 9:57:00 PM)

    Very interesting concept Erhard. It would be very interesting to hear what the ''things'' in this world would say to us...if given the chance. Very nice. Sincerely, mary (Report) Reply

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