Inge Hoppe-Grabinger

hubris




See this man? So weak and hollow,
no one there for him to follow,
burnt and broken
as a token,
as a token of his greed
and his  dipped-in venom seed,
hates himself to self-destruction,
is exposed to every suction,
needs  some love - a tiny potion
and a fraction of emotion,
cuts it off by evil words,
killing sympathy like birds,
feeding hubris like a fire,
wallowing in envious mire,
reeking of  his enemies' traces,
leaving nothing but torn mazes,
yet in prison: a mino(r) - taur ...
and moreover: what a boor!


l4. Juli 2o14

 

 

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