Brigitte Waldner

Contempt drips from his eyes,

spraying around.
There is a human being
whom he cannot see,
whom he cannot hear,
how should he perceive one
whom he believes to be far beneath him?
Who does he think he is?

Flames ache in the chest,
they burst into migraine,
in the human being, who no longer cries out,
whose voice has been deprived of sound,
what no one hears,
no one can perceive.

The pain, he causes,
is hurting very much,
a rain of ice does not even reduce the pain
of the human being, who is a nobody for him,
who has no face,
and who needs to disappear into the universe,
like a star that burns up.

© Brigitte Waldner

All rights belong to its author. It was published on by demand of Brigitte Waldner.
Published on on 08/22/2022.


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