Looking at the wondrous world
An endless rain pours down upon
Where deficits enlarge the night
There’s only light in part and sum

The tendencies, heartbroken gaps
In ill-lit streets we stumble
And where there’s pleasure there is lack
For all the hate one day shall tumble

Withdrawing in our nations
Behind the shields of pain
Pretentions as our neighbours
We isolate in vain

“Now what?” you ask
Will come to thee?
We’ll come to be
(this is the task)
In boundless
binding company

For otherwise
(We feel it now)
The precious goal
Weighs down in spite
and all our wishes
(endless holes)
will only grow
in darkest night

2.10.2007, Berlin