THE CURSE OF WAR

Let the wars be only in them

and let only they bleed to exhaustion

but to survive and celebrate victory

over themselves

let their wars keep them alive

and let the riots disturb them at all times

and let the riots boil them into sick brains

like hungry birds pecking grains

and let him quench his bloody thirst

such as quenching quicklime

let them eat their flesh

and because of defeats and victories to exhaustion

and let the war never cease in them

until they destroy themselves

on a day that will not be reminiscent of other victims

so, fight you to whom wars are sacred

you have eaten our meat enough

taste your own now

fight within yourself and drink from your womb

and the poisoned wombs of your mothers

who renounce you in death

and curse the days when they gave birth to you

therefore, worship your shadows today

because tomorrow no one will worship them

if my curse reaches you

you will be saved from new bloodshed