November

by Ernst Toller

Cities are so far away, humans live there.
The knot chokes at your throat, a gray
horror caresses your limbs. Who will freedom behold?
When, at last, will the grubs rise up?

Translated by Eric Plattner

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November

by Ernst Toller

Städte sind sehr fern, darin die Menschen leben.
Knäuel würgt die Kehle Dir, Grauen
Betastet Deine Glieder. Wer wird Freiheit schauen?
Wann endlich wird sich dieses Sklavenvolk erheben?

~ by Ep on January 16, 2010.

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