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Die Angst beim Entfernen eines Posters von der Wand

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Es hängt schon lange da

Doch kein Staub hat sich gebildet

Es wird nun sonnenklar

Dass es endlich weg muss


Verschmolzen ist es mit der Wand schon fast

Man kriegt es kaum noch runter

Hängt ab wie ein ungeliebter Gast

Der immer noch um 7 Uhr morgens weiterfeiern will


Was dahinter liegt ist unbekannt

Zu unklar die Erinnerung

Zum Vorschein tritt sie höchst vakant

Und schlägt des Öfteren auf den Magen


Man nimmt das Werkzeug in die Hand

Geschick und Vorsicht sind von Nöten

Damit man nicht zerstört die Wand

Sonst kann man‘s auch gleich sein lassen


Das Poster wird dabei zerstört

Doch keinesfalls ist dies das Ende

Man hängt‘s nie auf, sie sind empört!

Es ist der Anfang von der Wende

We’ll meet again, don’t know where, don’t know when (solange der Vorrat reicht)

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Hab noch einige Texte, die ich noch nich veröffentlicht hab, zumindest nicht außerhalb universitärer Einrichtungen. Heute: der sechste und letzte Teil der Kurzgeschichte “Propaganda Poster”.

„didn’t I met you before you were the one who needed new glasses government wouldn’t cover up a real attack they would use it to convince more people to join us that’s just dumb you’re dumb dumb dumb dumb he can’t hear me these people they would use any ridiculous accusation to discredit us you’re not spreading ideas you’re doing propaganda you spread hatred misinformation cants lies dishonest traitor they call me traitor always nagging always not doing the right thing I am medicine an antidote to propaganda I am the truth the only real thing in a war we could lose only because of you because of traitors like you don’t want to bite the bullet swallow the bitter pill disgraceful how can you look at yourself in the mirror how in the eyes of your wife and children? I know they’re coming for me their steps in the streets my message will be heard anyway they can’t harm us all they can tear us apart the ideas will live on Push Push I can’t can’t get off this damn wall we will win anyway my death will only raise a storm spark the fire of a thousand voices don’t mourn for me don’t wear no black should have been a poet they’re here I’m afraid stop will you stop will you stop my mind is going I can feel it Oh, Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling N –[o].“

Ich lieg euch in den Ohren wie Watte-Tips (solange der Vorrat reicht)

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Hab noch einige Texte, die ich noch nich veröffentlicht hab, zumindest nicht außerhalb universitärer Einrichtungen. Heute: der fünfte Teil der Kurzgeschichte “Propaganda Poster”.

„I always tell the truth even if I lie there is information I have to hold back I have to edit to cut a little bit here and there, disinformation NO! adjustments inevitable adjustments in the war if that is what the country needs why not provide that service I need them as they need me people can’t handle everything I guide them the light illuminating the path to victory through the valley of darkness the star of the British Empire they don’t have to bring their own frankincense and myrrh just their lives too much to ask to give labour and blood for their home? pathetic even the brutes refuse disobedience ah another traveller braves the weather God throws at us acting suspicious but who am I to judge everyone is welcome as long as they want to hear the truth truth I give you sir times of war we have to stick together we are on the same team same boat here together we what are you doing what a disgrace traitor get him get him speechless gone coward daubing me with paint mocking our country spitting in the face of every proud countryman liberals how I hate them from the bottom of my non-existing heart surrender just go home and surrender sit in your easy chair and sip at imported Made in Germany then go out protest against freedom democracy justice sabotage our mission give yourself a pat on the back good night sleep well that’s how they work disgusting those war poets destroying everything that I we build what do they know what is best for the country how can they judge they are war heroes? they cannot be it doesn’t fit brainwashed they are that they don’t see the truth minds occupied by germanic ideas another strategy to weaken us did you know they use fat from human corpses to make soap candles And don’t forget that your Kaiser will find a use for you—alive or dead animals this what they are atrocious but they won’t break us maybe the Belgians or the French but the Empire no our past prove everything leading the world to a new age a better age we will we will give our teeth for the victory not our fat nobody will ever crush us we’ve been there centuries we will be there for even longer we won’t end up as a candle on a kitchen table not as soap on a dirty german but I guess the liberals want that would feel really well rubbing against the shoulders of a brute being his servants denying their roots their nature as masters call it white man’s burden it’s in our blood they seem not to understand we need more posters like me every street must be flooded with truth enablers simple catchy slogans we friend you enemy repeat repeat repeat so they get it illustrate occupy their minds with the right ideas ideals it’s that simple if I only could do more just dangling from this wall depend on weather and liberal attacks and bad publicity help this war march in streets do what I want others to do that noise what is that noise air raid now they’re running scared panicking through the streets no mercy I have what have they done for the war nothing! now they run about like headless chicken serves them right give nothing receive nothing eyes moving as fast as their legs in all directions crowds busy as ants trying to get to the safe home safe like there is something safe we’re at war deal with it everybody has to contribute to face the barrel with pride be strong in contemplation of war not crawl into a corner shut your eyes to your problems bury your head in the sand liberal only a drill she says rumours an exercise in case of fire why not that’s brilliant mobilize the masses show them what is going to happen when they don’t act stuck in their helplessness how they would feel like when a zeppelin casted a cloud over Britain that’s hundred times better than what I could achieve with my glyphs and letters creative and effective how do you like that liberal a real attack you’ve seen it?“

Wir fallen auf wie ein Wichsfleck auf ’nem schwarzen Bettlaken (solange der Vorrat reicht)

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Hab noch einige Texte, die ich noch nich veröffentlicht hab, zumindest nicht außerhalb universitärer Einrichtungen. Heute: der vierte Teil der Kurzgeschichte “Propaganda Poster”.

„you don’t have to join the war I mean you have to join the war but you don’t have to well let me explain your support is very important essential you are a big part in our big plan you have the privilege of caring for your husband friend whatever you choose support him wherever you can however you can join us by just being there for him you don’t have a man in your life? that is wonderful you can win the war being a munitionette building ammunition work in the Civil Service and help refugees recruit men help spreading the ideas of democracy and freedom by handing up posters look what other women are ready to do for their homeland you want to be respected and appreciated this is how it’ll work oh you want to help at the front line that is even better we can’t give you a gun but your weapon will be a syringe or a wooden spoon the forces need you show your metal let me see what you are made of she’ll be okay she understands we need more of them these people willing to fight willing to sacrifice the war would be over tomorrow no-holds-barred no cop-outs destroy annihilate these Huns barbarians butchered and raped thousands of innocents they deserve our hate contempt together we must stand against them us against them everywhere this is timing the parade is coming they through my street exciting showing their support magnificent tiny little pieces clockwork marching for a good cause the right cause banners flickering noise reflecting winning the war in the streets another possible important message for enemies here and there unity power victory I should not envy them I do my job they do their fair share where are the others where are they why don’t they do all this sitting in their cosy homes sipping drinks while people are dying murdered they don’t understand YET later it might be too late they have to understand information I give it to them my mission why can’t they just listen why can’t they just let me teach them what to do I have to reach them I can’t tell them everything for their own good, lying?“

Wie lange brauche ich bis mir die Ideen für Titel ausgehen (solange der Vorrat reicht)

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Hab noch einige Texte, die ich noch nich veröffentlicht hab, zumindest nicht außerhalb universitärer Einrichtungen. Heute: der dritte Teil der Kurzgeschichte “Propaganda Poster”.

„he wasn’t strong enough anyway probably gonna get home and never think about me again anyway If you can’t even stand the rain how can you stand the forces of evil specially if they are already here immigrants liberals those who don’t want us to win those who cowardly hole up in their I’m getting wet splendid splendid I’m gonna look like a parody of myself if this extra-terrestrial humiliation doesn’t stop a responsible citizen thank you sir this tarp is alright how very kind of you he doesn’t need me he has already absorbed the essence of what I have to share kindred spirits a law-abiding loyal citizen obedient a bit naïve dumb but we can’t all be leaders we need both for different purposes both are equally important for the victory over the enemy only a dead german is a good german now I’m safe but the rain still prevents the truth from unfolding of course it’s not enough that I’m in a spot which not even a British scout would discover it’s raining I’m not gonna think about how things could be worse cause they of course would get worse if I would think about them oh will it stop already? Concentrate it’s gonna be alright it’s gonna be alright focus on what is important your mission the sky gives in the clouds are turnin’ thin should have been a poet yes yes join me we can just stand here together hang around if you know what I mean yes yes the weather is awful madam and depressing and this war oh gosh you can make things better don’t you know?“

Wenn’s einmal fließt, ist’s nicht mehr zu stoppen als wär ich Bluter (solange der Vorrat reicht)

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Hab noch einige Texte, die ich noch nich veröffentlicht hab, zumindest nicht außerhalb universitärer Einrichtungen. Heute: der zweite Teil der Kurzgeschichte “Propaganda Poster”.

„we are your family you fool don’t you love us don’t you love your beautiful breath-taking stunning warm sweet ripe dramatic holy springy summery atumny wintery country God save our gracious Queen Long live our noble Queen I got him I think I got him what would you do if this our our our own country would be gone just gone overnight the grass the forest the shore invaded abused destroyed by brutes simply brutes look what they done in Belgium barbarians they won’t stop until they have everything we own and love in their stubby fingers remember the wars before remember they are already here the immigrants gamblers criminals socialists burglars prostitutes taking our jobs work for less REMEMBER every german employed means a British worker idle every german article sold means a British article unsold you’re next once a german always a german open your eyes chap they are already knocking on the door duty duty it is your duty yours truly duty to not open it to show that you cannot be bought by “Made of Germany” throw it away smash it and tell everybody else to do so what do we need their products for you want to help them to support them? well than you’re a traitor you don’t want to be a traitor I know you don’t want to be a traitor join us like everybody else be a part of something bigger than yourself you are precious don’t you ever think that your help is not needed you are the footing of this war the inevitable consequence the strength you’re beautiful you’re strong you will lead us Oh come on this can’t be true not right now the rain how am I supposed to spread ideas facts important messages under such conditions don’t go it’s not raining this heavy anyway my words keep you warm, no?“

Please, sir, can I have some more (solange der Vorrat reicht)

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Hab noch einige Texte, die ich noch nich veröffentlicht hab, zumindest nicht außerhalb universitärer Einrichtungen. Heute: der erste Teil der Kurzgeschichte “Propaganda Poster”.

Propaganda Poster

Look at me look at look at me..oh come on you can’t just walk right by oh another one, yes yes come over here OH he didn’t even look what is wrong with these people I’ve been  lingering on this cold unforgiving wall for hours and no one even spared me a glimpse of their attention I KNOW they want it I just know it with their weakness they want to be guided they want to find out that they are better than others they want to know who their enemies are how they would never behave like them how much more patriotic caring and nice they are I must say she hung me up at the completely wrong place there is hardly any crowd here for me to work on ridiculous how to spread ideas ideals without someone seeing you impossible I say I wish I could just come off this wall and fly right into a face they could never unsee me what a bad time to start a war it’s freezing no one goes for a stroll to get their facts straight meaning looking at me of course I should listen myself talk looking at me of course such an egomaniac but I have to be one I stand for something right? I really do I am the footing of this war the inevitable consequence the strength creator the coach of all of them they use me whenever things get rough “In case of fire follow your poster’s fire response procedures” She really should have hung me up in another place maybe not in this god forsaken street I need audience YES a visitor he approaches he approaches yes yes good day sir Are you interested in fighting for your country? I’m joking of course never would this work this way I have to reach for his heart his soul I have to make him proud of his own identity of him being a Brit I have to make his guts intone our anthem swear an oath on the Queen and the Empire it’s all there black and white clear as crystal all there written on me with us or against us my friend what will it be don’t you ever think there is an alternative this war is as needed as you need new glasses I see stop squinting and listen to me you have to take a gun and defend yourself your family your you don’t have a family?