Allfather Poem by Aygun Cengiz

Allfather

Lo! Let my sufferings ring your ears!
What good can come from you to a peasant like me?
You are not even a whole man! I know it all,
how you lost your eye, Allfather!
Look upon me from your mead-hall in the skies!
You, why did you give me life? Why did not you
make me a petty leaf on the tree of life?
I would have a purpuse then! Other then endeavouring
to fill my stomach while Sol rises and falls every day!

yet I ate the fruit of knowledge, Allfather. I know it all.

Why, I have no skill in combat. Your messengers will take
my petty soul to Hel after I perish? Will I freeze yet not
die? Will Hel mock me while I walk on the endless ice?
Would you not see that I am already perishing, freezing
every day while I struggle to find some food out in the wilderness?
They say you have the might to disguise yourself among livings!

yet I ate the fruit of knowledge, Allfather. I know it all.

Why do you not come then, descend to midgard and be among us?
Or do you already wander around and mock us under your hood?
Have not you had enough mead in your hall, old man?
Cease drinking at once and care for your subjects!
Why did you give me the intellect, just so that I could
comprehend my poverty while others live in all the riches?
So that I shall slaughter them out of jealousy or get killed?
Away with them! You are the king of the hall, you are responsible
not the ones you gave all the riches! Come and face me!
You expect the poor to be only indulged in their chores

yet I ate the fruit of knowledge, Allfather. I know it all.