No More Learning

I answered him at once,
"Old, old man, it is the wisdom of the age. "
The sage looked upon me with admiration.



XII

"and the sins of the fathers shall be
visited upon the heads of the children,
even unto the third and fourth
generation of them that hate me. "

Well, then, I hate thee, Unrighteous Picture;
Wicked Image, I hate thee;
So, strike with thy vengeance
The heads of those little men
Who come blindly.
It will be a brave thing.



XIII

If there is a witness to my little life,
To my tiny throes and struggles,
He sees a fool;
And it is not fine for gods to menace fools.



XIV

There was crimson clash of war.
Lands turned black and bare;
Women wept;
Babes ran, wondering.
There came one who understood not these things.
He said, "Why is this? "
Whereupon a million strove to answer him.
There was such intricate clamor of tongues,
That still the reason was not.



XV

"Tell brave deeds of war. "

Then they recounted tales,--
"There were stern stands
"And bitter runs for glory. "

Ah, I think there were braver deeds.
XVI

Chanty, thou art a lie,
A toy of women,
A pleasure of certain men.
In the presence of justice,
Lo, the walls of the temple
Are visible
Through thy form of sudden shadows.



XVII

There were many who went in huddled procession,
They knew not whither;
But, at any rate, success or calamity
Would attend all in equality.

There was one who sought a new road.
He went into direful thickets,
And ultimately he died thus, alone;
But they said he had courage.



XVIII

In Heaven,
Some little blades of grass
Stood before God.
"What did you do? "
Then all save one of the little blades
Began eagerly to relate
The merits of their lives.
This one stayed a small way behind,
Ashamed.
Presently, God said,
"And what did you do? "
The little blade answered, "Oh, my Lord,
"Memory is bitter to me,
"For, if I did good deeds,
"I know not of them. "
Then God, in all His splendor,
Arose from His throne.
"Oh, best little blade of grass! " He said.



XIX

A god in wrath
Was beating a man;
He cuffed him loudly
With thunderous blows
That rang and rolled over the earth.
All people came running.