1. On the other side

    where the ugliness of the world has grown monstrous

  2. there is only the poet.

    In his hand is a beacon

  3. .

    *

    that wipes the earth’s gloom from its face.

    *

  4. /

    Do not answer him.

    For he still claims that truth—all of truth

  5. ،

    belongs to him.

    So do not answer him.

  6. / /

    And guard your ink, your honor, your standing against him.

    Do not turn toward him.

  7. ...

    For when he tossed truth into his pocket,

    then he was finished ... and resigned.

  8. ... .

    So

    leave him be ... and leave all that he said.

  9. *

    *

    Yesterday’s death toll

  10. appears before us today in another guise.

    But today’s toll remains

  11. ...

    !!!

    fresh in flavor ...

    Have mercy, my God!

Sol 6