This morning, SPIEGEL ONLINE posted the following item of news at google+ (and probably in some other social media, as well):
Why not get a little melancholy in the pre-Christmas season? For example with a prayer – by Robert Gernhardt, who would have been 75 today:
“Dear God, why don’t you just accept that I am special. And how about admitting that I am wiser than you? In the future, praise my name, or else – Amen.”
So far the original SPIEGEL ONLINE message.
Initially, I liked it very much. Later I decided I did not like it, after all. In this small poem by Robert Gernhardt, the “normal roles“ of humans and God are switched in a humorous yet sobering way.
A short time ago, one of my friends said he would be more than delighted to finally meet a God. He would give God a nice time of day and try to get along with him in the same friendly way as with all his other contemporaries.
And he meant in neither in a cynical nor in a pompous manner. Actually, I like that a lot better than the nice Robert Gernhardtian irony.
RMD
(Translated by EG)
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