We grasp at the stars
Though afraid of the dark
To Moon and to Mars
We structure an ark
We strive for deep space
Though dying in orbit
A loss-making race
We never would quit
We want to escape
From monsters beneath
The flight of the ape
But fright we bequeath
Away, just away
From the horrors of deep sea
The ape becomes prey
We reach out and we flee
We grasp at the sky
The hope of humanity
Favour a lie
To mortal insanity
There's nothing in space
But blankness and dust
Still better to face
Than beasts of this crust
And dying we hope
Decaying we dream
Don't know how to cope
'Cept strive for the gleam
We strive for the gloom,
The stars and their fire
They will be our doom
They will be our pyre
June 2020
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Walgesänge
PoetryEinsam treibt ein alter Wal Singt dem Meer sein letztes Lied Bis ihn seine stumme Qual Endlich in die Tiefe zieht Und im warmen Sonnenschein Der die Haut kaum noch erreicht Stirbt der Alte ganz allein Und Musik der Stille weicht Seine Verse an das M...
