To my family tree
which branches out
back to the first mother
out of which the whole human race
lives and breathes to this day
I was born from the womb
in blood cry
thrown to earth
I have my family after
on my way
left by the inner world
My task is to
in the mirror of the soul
in my face
to watch
in the drama of the soul
where I am not the author
in which I play a supporting role
through the dream work
that challenges me as a whole person
all human beings are of indivisible human dignity
the bad as well as the good
I don't have to choose the so-called good people
I can't do people
which I dearly desire to keep for myself
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