Harmony, laid into conscience,
With a soldering iron and a mop
In the wild herd instinct
Is easily changed for another —
From the better to the worse.

A good idea
And a noble one,
Compassionate and peaceful,
Satan and demons
Confidently transform
Into an aggressive one.

Honor and humanity
Are incompatible with autocracy.
Restraint and prudence
Are hateful to evil…
…NEW sufferings and NEW generations
Await, alas, Irpin.