White Man’s Village


Your glass towers steal the sky

Your iron roads hide the hills

Everywhere your lodges stand.

Always your voice speaks.

You have defeated me

I am not defeated

My wife pinches my ear

Because I am drunk.

I do not forget my grandfather

I make a shadow by his light.



Peter Ahrens

April 2004

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