X. [I died but now I live for] Poem by Eiríkur Örn Norðdahl

I died but now I live for
ages of ages
and hold the keys of hell and death


Write now what you see:


Infants regurgitating their mother's milk
there's a common cold in the air
and sunlit stool


Rightly we should reduce
poverty
and chain these protesters
to walls of houses
wailing walls
breastplates


I am with you in the oppression,
the kingdom & the perseverance


I know your work
You are alive in name and yet dead

Translation: Eiríkur Örn Norðdahl