The ship is sinking, but no one can tell the captain,
He has left the bridge and locked himself in his cabin.
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All that I have proved up to now is that I have as much
Wisdom as most fools, and more than those who don’t know they’re such.
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When in the Great Darkness the desire for knowledge surged,
From the light of that Whim the dawn and the stars emerged.
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How at young Dawn’s clear call my spirit used to leap!
Now I draw the blanket closer and would sleep and sleep.
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I who was one of the sons of God now dwell in dust;
God is the Merciful, the Compassionate, the Just.
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The world is being run on vogue words, clichés and outright lies;
And every virtue must be prostituted, or no one buys.
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There is a high lake in the snowy mountains to which I would airlift
All sons of bitches who mislead simple people by their gab’s gift.
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I am being killed by millions of beaks of words pecking at my brain.
Heaven is a place where words are few and soft—but heaven is man’s bane.
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I would wander at night along a wide, white empty beach
Glistening under a rising spent moon, beyond voices’ reach.
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