To my fellow West German Countrymen

So full, so saturated - never hungry

Know all the answers, have no questions

black and white,

no grey shades, no shadows

I am already tired, dear sister and brother

before you even start to explain the world to me

While I stumble over strings of letters

you already write the final draft

While I squint my eyes and try to wipe away the cobwebs of the present

you are pulling focus on the future, starring straight ahead,

never wavering

forward on the beaten path