Wisdom
Sometimes one must cut, and sometimes chop,
Translated from Uzbek · Original text
Sometimes one must cut, and sometimes chop,Let the patient scream with pain. Show no pity.To find the healing hidden in the pain —That is mercy and compassion. Think nothing else.Sometimes one must tear down from head to foot,One has to die in order to rise again.If the divine rod rains down upon your shoulders,Know it as a kindness, so you may be built anew.Sometimes one must leave, just head off, and that is all,As far as your feet will carry you — go that far.Let voices come and call you from everywhere,But do not answer them, reach your goal.Sometimes sink down like a stone, completely,Lie a thousand years in silence underwater.Sometimes hold the face of the earth forbidden,And spend your life around the caves.Sometimes spit blood, and sometimes vomit blood,Sometimes drink poison from a friend’s own hand.Shield yourself against the fire of the world,So be it — do not come back by the road you left.Akrom MALIK
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