我当然祈祷过——
可上帝在乎吗？
在他眼中这不过是
空中的鸟，跺了跺脚——
大喊着“给我”——
生存的理由——
我不曾有过，若不是因为你——
将我留在原子的坟墓里——
快乐，虚无，欢愉，麻木——
比起这锥心的痛苦
已是一种仁慈。
Of Course—I prayed—
And did God Care?
He cared as much as on the Air
A Bird—had stamped her foot—
And cried “Give Me”—
My Reason—Life—
I had not had—but for Yourself—
’Twere better Charity
To leave me in the Atom’s Tomb—
Merry, and Nought, and gay, and numb—
Than this smart Misery.