History, the blind tumult of man,
the incessant conflict of good and evil.
the sinking of infernal noise into a bottomless pit,
one solemn confusion from morning till night,
the victory shouts of conquerors and the wailing of the defeated,
history, the drilling of memory and die sweetness
of oblivion, banners m die wind, clattering of drums,
stampede of horses, the astonishment of slaughtered
guards, pretenders and informers, technological
discoveries and dreams of Babylon, the marry-go-round
of fame with short rests in between for the new
onslaught, attacks and withdrawals, building and destruction.
crawling in the dark and smoldering under ashes
cradles and warplanes, tanks and bridal
wreaths, history, where are your ecstasies
and manifest", where are you golden
wreaths and marble monuments, where are your
prophecies and hidden loves, what are your intentions,
you, so called leaders
of mankind, what is hidden in your whispers behind dark glasses,
what is the meaning of your silence
of yow loquacity, of your conscious meetings
and secret talks, pilgrims knock in vain
on other doors, artists connect in vain arches
of palaces rising from new foundations, in vain children write
slogans on the walls, in vain are the discoveries in megaphones
in vain the sacrificing of womankind, in vain
parades and volleys, volleys as greetings, volleys
as warnings, volleys for punishment, too many
bans, too many orders, as if there were
no sky, as if there were no man.
...
Read full text
Well articulated and nicely brought forth with insight. A beautiful creation.