The equality gifts and frustration  |
| Franz von Stuck, Judith (1926) |
If gods once called people,
in droves, they flocked
ran together in her spell,
stood them ohn 'Verdeih
to their complete disposal
followed, and their will blind
for joy instead of her affliction,
before they fled very quickly.
were the gods, to love,
rich in love, all the same.
we spent the things we said
than once dared the steps to her,
it means to us with a mild look,
of life happiness of us wasted
she has put us in deep,
so the world at the same time animated
that we gain strength in all the desire,
expect anything else from us,
that like everywhere there is
and each of the other binds
believes that no one, it be could
alone in this world for themselves,
it did, what he taught
and secretly laughed at him,
that he was only true that other,
always did what we wanted from him there,
equality in the skull rammed
that no one knew the Peculiar,
what led everyone with it
them more and more due,
darkened the light in them,
that nothing was illuminated by him,
only dark mass everywhere
and the same dark sound Tumber,
in lofty words Localized,
is that the happiness that they would remain
if their shape differs in nothing to
what others with her, clothe
and no one will ever ask,
which could not order anyone
oh equality pray devoutly every man
pull tight and the leather pants,
if raining blows down there,
accompanied by wonderful gesung'nen songs
how life is,
when everyone is in his hole
and no one can own more out,
we are happy people in house,
where not everything can happen very much,
, values are not to talk and act,
from all other life well
is hollow, the life here,
this is the fate of equality tests run,
if there are on the inertia,
where once forced the need for action,
now soared to justice ,
the thief's intentions are good hiding,
to appropriate what was becoming
well done by other workers to guide
or even the web,
distributing the fees it should
you will not be tempted to cast,
equality, so walk to the shame,
bind if they just gang
buried in the human soul
wry view of the goddess addressed,
its light darkened darkness
to new fact no longer willing to
where their power the world, busy
is gone, what moved them,
goal of life is the distribution,
Will not want to stay there.
said the goddess, I have
by my force created equal,
feel that everyone around me in to
his life it leads to happiness,
but you're free, meaning to strive,
why Fortunately, I can not give
to see, my body I give out,
but only the one with which I am
fortunate because he so coveted,
that he admired my beauty,
erupted in love to me,
knew although other beautiful,
for to love me, he is free
which other happiness it may be,
to love the power, I created the same,
but who do you love is up to you.
will refresh offerings of equity,
equality kiss you, creates frustration.
