It’s time to see and to go blind
It’s time to hear and to cut off the ears,
it’s time to learn ventriloquism and to fake the language,
or to nod as all politicians nod in unilateral decisions.
I do not know the words in the tongue,
for every tongue is tongueless,
and one who strives to understand remains knowlegeless.
It’s a life with the shape of a grave and we dance into it
with the jolly march we compose on our own.