how rare
watching a film
it was an action film.
maybe action
is boring.
as dull as thought
can be.
somebody said
nobody is there
to give another one happiness.
maybe.
not if it is a sacrifice
which cannot be given
in good heart.
nobody is there
to keep another one
unhappy.
and nobody is there
to look for suffering
and to stay in fear.
i say.
i know other ones
though who rather look
to be hit
as they think they
will be hit anyway.
so they provoke
what they feel
cannot be avoided
to happen now
and not to come
as another bad surprise.
it is these children
who expect to be beaten
whether they do right
or wrong.
so they lie
and they keep it on,
they will go
and say i have done wrong
and then they beat themselves.
the christian church tradition
is in fact so strong
that martyrdom can be preferred
to the joy of life.
why not see it?
we live in a culture of neglect
nursing fake persons,
sometimes i can see
that people are
their own tamagotchi.
i look down from a window
into a busy streey at night:
what is running there:
a mass of colorful cellphones.
so: good night, my hollow friends.
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