Friday, 20 May 2016
My Desire by Franz Kafka
We feel as if our lives are outside of our control. As if some monolithic beaurocracy is ruling over our every move. That a human being is the property of the state, is illustrated here by Franz Kafka.
My desire was for the old days,
my desire was for the present,
my desire was for the future,
and in spite of all this I die in a sentry box
at the roadside,
a vertical coffin since the beginning
the property of the state.
I have spent my life in it,
holding myself back from destroying it.
- a poem by Franz Kafka (1883-1924)
Any translation errors are mine.