At zero
Naked you were born to earth,
and naked shall your soul remain for all your life.
The clothes you get for your protection
and for the cover of your nakedness
are only a disguise for all your life,
an artificial masquerade of only lying masks
to cover up the truth,
which always shall remain pathetically naked;
but your body also is but a disguise,
a robot and contraption to deceive the world with,
a means for faking vanities and fortunately a most mortal lie.
You yourself are something different,
namely your own naked soul,
the nakedness of which is such
that fortunately it can never be detected,
so that you can even get away with it
and take it with you when you die.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2012-02-08 at 14:49
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