Übermensch, by Manolis Aligizakis


Yes, it was all in vain, we knew it and all the news

we received described the abominable horrors in detail:

deeds of friends, acts of foes, merely insignificant and

we paid attention to the song of the chickadee and

to the meadow’s fecund verdure still able to sing amid

the colorful destruction of our childhood as we gazed at

the decapitated houses as if they were gleaming


Then, we too, threw away our credit cards and free

from unpaid guilt we walked anew yet as desolate

as the earth we were meant to traverse.


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