I
At times God seems to be out to delate
Man's greed, so extravagant in its modes
Ignoring life and its natural lodes 3
To expand power and obliterate.
His pain he begins to exuviate 5
To his chores of DISCOVERY reload
For stronger force in the contest to goad 7
Trying the last loss to recuperate.
His best dreams become gladiatory
With a passion always refractor 10
Saying it is progress and invention.
He vows to his dead ones, children and all
That a shield in heaven he will install
To save the world with his best intention.
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3-. lode= any abundant or rich source.5-. to
exuviate= to cast off.7-. to goad = to prod into
action.10-. refractory= hardto manage scattering
in all directions.
II
But a day arrives to stunt human fate
And the elite of his knowledge explodes
As his CHALLENGER'S pride for once erodes
To humble him around this fatal date.
Epitomizing the achievements of late
Along these technological space roads
His masterly minded opulent odes
Can tell stories that hurt and desolate.
Unquenchable thirst for flames of glory
Has been pilaster of his history
Since before he reached civilization.
So happy with wonders of a fireball
He readily prepares to climb sky walls
To force instincts of colonization.
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III
Dispossessed of calm to wait and debate
The unknown peril he says he decodes
Forgetting contingential nodes
And COLUMBIAN racing he perpetuates. 4
Trained by fiction he starts to populate
What he believes will be his new abodes
And carelessly he takes aloft his loads
Advancing toward war or to war relate.
Confrontations become compulsory
As a chance to use his repertory
Stepping over those without protection.
These value what they have ever so small
And fortell an irreversible fall
From which it is hard to reposition.
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4-.Columbian= of the discoverer Christopher Columbus.
IV
Who cares if it is a matter of hate?
Ensuing destructions will pass his bodes, 2
Races, continents, flags, brotherhood codes,
His owm survival he must subjugate.
But for him honor is the only mate
And his INDEPENDENCE each day he implodes:
In his brain that bits of fear each day clothes,
His love and fear he tries to isolate.
If some day he still has a memory
It will be less than an allegory
And uncertainty his conventions.
He ratifies with invisible call
Those nuclear X-ray lasers so tall
They will erase for sure his contentions.
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2-. bodes = commands.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem