(after Johann Johl)
My Lord, where for years I have had problems
to find a job while I am qualified and were yearning for a income,
people did view me as less than nothing,
at times I want to come into resistance to this country,
call out: "Everything is in vain! " Do want to prohibit anyone from me
as I witness how people do scoff me constantly,
do say that I cannot work under authority (do slyly wait upon my nemesis) .
Past a career I have been affirmed. Your power does go beyond any law.
Where I now live on my own annuity You have got to forgive me.
Like them I want to strike out when they do expect it the least,
also want to set all corruption and wrong things straight,
want to make my enemies from mere fear flee and tremble,
do want to bring them to total destruction after years of research
but this is not Your way and these things keep troubling me.
[Reference: "Binnekamergesprek" Inner-room conversation by Johann Johl.]
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