To some intellectuals et al.
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| I'd lose all confidence in the future, |
| if I didn't know people who'd lost their future. |
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| They could, but they don't want to get rich - |
| grasping their innocent poverty parsimoniously. |
| They could, but they don't want to find fame - |
| they're proud enough having chosen to be a nobody. |
| They could - with hardly any effort - |
| but don't want to, climb upwards. |
| They've taken the road - what a feat! |
| downwards, downwards - to the peak of the root. |
| And on from there to discover the hidden prospect |
| of blossom and fruit - still at the pre-embryo stage. |
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| Nameless naive ones who have lost their future - |
| without you I'd lost all confidence in the future. |