Zywa Really an issue

My fault is a fact. I don't know
it yet, that is really a matter

of time, of reading in the mirror
what, for everyone, is written

on my face - The process is just
beginning, the bell hasn't even rung

Even before my arrest, oddly enough
I already guessed, suspected, something

of the secret of my life
and as I saw the silent spectators

watching me with bated breath, ready
to spread the news

I was still hopeful, but
no longer doubting the truth

of the slander against me
I must keep calm and conform

above all, not attract attention, not
involve my family in my fate

Poem 2021
Amsterdam, 2019-01-10

The trial (Franz Kafka)
Spain (Zaragoza in 1711, Inquisition)
Book "Der Process" (1925, Franz Kafka), § 1, 3, 6, 7, 8

Collection: Short Sermons 
Keyword: Judgement 
Tribute to: Kafka, Franz 
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