Give me god
what you still have.
Give me what no one asks of u..
I do not ask for health, success or for wealth –
People ask that from u so often..
I wonder if u have any of that left.
God,
Give me what u stil have:
Give me people refuse to ask of u.

I want insecurity and disquietude
I want turmoil and brawl, i want hate and loathing..
And if u should give them to me, my lord
Once and for all, let me be sure to have them always
For i will not always have the courage to ask for them.