How much love is there in this world
If there’s one thing you cannot count
for how much of ourselves is left
to sculpt away the wall of Berlin
since it fell?
The wall between you and me needs a
a new type of chisel.

How can I pierce
You, bricks, stone, steel and graffiti?
How long will it take
to take of the veil
of uncertainty while building this world
of momentaneous safety?

Let love out in the remaining
jumble, dogs, magpies and cats
feeding on leftovers.
the world is just what it is, even a short embrace
no matter love left the city,
the city where all are longing for just this.