Dictatorial Poem Poem by Thomas Boberg

All the people who can't be on the promenade
All the people who have forgotten where they came from
All the people who dropped their keys
All the people who can't join the club
All the people who can't be at the tip of my pen
All the people who don't know the scorpion's tactics
All the people who pass each other by
All the people who are on time but don't make it there
All the people who don't want to experience tomorrow
All the people who stay even though the train is waiting
All the people who can't be where they are

Translated from the Danish by Morten Høi Jensen