Ecce Homo!

If Evil
Has carefully stolen you
From the World

If Evil
Has gripped your heart
And will never let go

If Evil
Has imprisoned you
In deepest Hell

If Evil
Holds you mockingly in its arms
Whispering its savage terms

If Evil
Has ripped you
From your past

If Evil
Presses
And will not pass

If Evil
Has incinerated
All hope

Know this
O Prisoner

I hear you
I see you
I bleed each of your days
With you

O Man
O Enchained

Let my verse
Help lift you

Let my verse
Caress
And be a friend

When all have turned
When all have burned
All human bonds

Know
That I know you

That I live in your heart
That I grew first long ago
In your special banishment

I know where you are
I know your torturer
I know your pain

I know
I know

And if
Many years hence
You are reading these
Words
And I am long dead

Know this:

I give my love to you
I give my strength

O Brother!
O Sister!

Reach out and take my hand!
Give me your mouth to kiss!

I stand with you
In your darkest night

I rise with you
And will not part

Fight! Fight! Fight!

Take my soul

This is not the end
You will not give up

You will stride
Like a Phoenix
Through the flames
Of hideous injustice

And although Evil
Shall rise
And conquer the Earth

You will burn
Defiant to the last

Shouting in pain
And in glory:

Here is a Man!

Dan Corjescu teaches at the University of Tübingen’s “Studium Professionale” Program

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