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[Paul Kah]

Sad Poetry

Mom, Dad
I'm sorry for what I did
I didn't become a doctor
No teacher in the common sense

I've always loved words
And they loved me
Came to me
And sought my company

It's more than I could expect
Since all the people I have known
Turned away from me
Because of my language

They would say
"Words can hurt -
You hurt me.
Watch your language!"

I never knew what that meant
But I found proof of it
In my loneliness
I did it on behalf of the words

 

[Driekes]

Moin Paul Kah,

Deine nachdenklichen Worte habe ich gern gelesen.
Sie mögen manchen verletzt haben, doch sie heilen auch,
offenbaren und berühren.
Du hast dich für die Wahrheit statt für die Tradition entschieden –
auch das ist "a noble calling.."

LG Driekes.