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Kunze Heinz Rudolf
State of emergency
Your penultimate will
There you lie now. Motionless, deaf, dumb and blind,
a life on paper-thin tubes.
You hardly get any visitors anymore. Whatever you whisper,
It can't reach you.
It still throbs inside you. We observe, test,
compare the measured values u200bu200bconstantly.
By all accounts, you will never wake up again
and you are undeniably clinically alive.
Release me if the worst comes to the worst -< br/>That was your penultimate wish.
I almost touched you and barely felt it
Fogging up on my glasses.
The days go by and turn into weeks,
Seconds as long as otherwise hours.
The answers are stale on the tip of my tongue,
my hands are tied with questions.
There you lie now. What guilt demands as the price
such a maddeningly futile suffering?
Which final judgment has misplaced your file?
Does God have to decide everything himself?
Redeem me if the worst comes to the worst -
That was your penultimate will.
Your last was just a sip of water.
And since then nothing but silence.
Text: Heinz Rudolf Kunze
Music: Heinz Rudolf Kunze