pub. on Jun 15, 2008
 
A deal
I don´t want any god to endow me.
I have my own from the beginning,
for my own use and my settlement
and for humbleness which I need.
Sometimes a human soul happens to stink
as a damp dog´s fur.
I don´t blaspheme for that. I just want the pain
to really hurt and a tear to be a tear.
(poem by Czech poet Jan Skácel, translated by me)
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