i leave a note in the house
you keep it by heart
when someone looks for me
tell them that i am away
i am the master of the house
you are the good servant
when i tell lies
you must keep these lies as truths
if i tell you that i am one of the gods
tell them and insist on the truth of my assertion
and when i am dead
and when finally you are free
find another one
for you will always be the dummy of the century
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem