The pirates have been found, Rudi’s been
taken into custody with them, suspected of
collusion with these criminals since he tried
to help them – this sorely tries my patience,
though I fall back on faith alone, with the cer-
tainty of mathematics I know everything is
still the same; except
A hole has opened in my heart and is growing
bigger still, hope is wonderful, but hope alone
is not enough today, everything is difficult, now
treading my way in the treacle of reality I can’t
escape the knives of pain cutting holes in my
thoughts, my trust is cold and hard, hope
like a jewel polished bright with use
But inside, I’m cold, cold, cold….
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem