Legacy

Foolishly I thought - if I try and
I am good enough, if I do enough good,
if I keep many enough rules,
then I can reach it, grab it,
the treasure will be mine,
that no one can take from me…

I thought, there is a way to dodge him,
to divert his attention and
salvage myself.
I believed: I will stop to question him.
Because I know it better…

I don’t believe in myself anymore,
in my dirt-being I do one thing:
I don’t think, that I could be
good enough,
pay down,
scrape through by being cool,
through the labyrinth of burocracy,
and somehow prevail to allow me
to enter – that’s not my hope anymore.

Today already I surrender myself
according to his conditions,
and I trust only in him.
Standing upon his promise I believe:
eternal life is my legacy.