SOLDIER

I am a blind poet
At a night full of evil
I am a blind poet
Lighted candle
I am a blind poet
One who is fumbling stupidly in the dark

The carrions tore me apart
And they wanted even more
Sandworms
Which were eating my heart
Perhaps my soul
They had wanted to get

On the soul where a heart stop pounding in her
The rain is drumming on the ledges
Drops of fingers
Soaks the world
Strands of hair

The houses stand on a hill
Between them a tree
It looks strange
Like a beetle crawling
After the soul
Where the heart no longer beats

I was a blind poet
A night full of evil
I was a blind poet
Candle extinguished

I was a stupid poet
Who stood stupidly in the field
I was a blind poet
Lost young
I was a blind poet
And at night darkness

I should have been a soldier
Who would be standing guard
I’m a dead poet now
Who into his back got a bullet

(03/2000)