In contests there are two poles:
The best
And the worst.
In drawings or in verses —
The wasted
Or a showing of beauty.

In the middle — an attempt of the active
From the primitive
To tear away.
It is wrong to take offense
For the weak at the strong.
He ought to measure himself by him.

Among stench and fragrance
I grow then,
When I catch up,
And not from envy
Destroy and tear apart.