You’ve Nothing To Do With Wolves… Poem by Janri Gogeshvili

Too thankless and ungrateful turned out
This obdurate and wolfish world,
And those loaded their guns to kill me,
Who by my fire their hands warmed.

They robbed me of my sacred ideas,
And they rejoiced, stealing my thoughts…
They altered them as they liked,
But failed to alter the plot…

Too thankless and ungrateful turned out
This obdurate and wolfish world,
But the Maker was always with me,
Showed mercy the Lord of Lords.

And told me not to think of them,
Just to think of my mission and views:
“Perfection is the way of the virtuous,
You’ve nothing to do with the wolves.”

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Translated from Georgian