Part One Midget History
I am thirty-six inches tall, that is all-
Honest to god I am My hair is green, my eyes red, and I
Have a very thick neck
My eyebrows are thin, and my beard
Has three hairs? And I bore abuse, when I was young
Yes! It happened to be; day by day?
?folks laugh at me, my appearance
You see?I make them appalled. .
I am middle aged, not very old, nor am
I: pious, poor, or a fool; My wrinkles and blemishes are as they
Are-I'd not change them
?for food or gold? .
I came from a race, from within the earth
More ancient than man himself; So what do I do, I leave it to you-
Just call me Omac, the Mighty Midget.
.
Ah! I've lived in this world of evil and bad-
Sad and heartbreaking, to say the least Everyone preoccupied with everything-
With neighbors, housewives and thieves.
The only one I can think of, that I do not
Despise or hate, is an acquaintance I've met, in the depths of Iceland,
He left me a riddle to think:
Said he "Why do you call me a great man?
One you do not understand; with Dog-like devotion and faith?
Perhaps it is that, a midget can't live
?without an impressive mate?"
Said I to him, as he walked away, "It is
Because you're impressive to Them, not me!..."
Part Two Midget Hell
I visited hell, once upon a time with
Its torture chambers and horrid Rhymes?
If I could, I would take half of earth-there,
Simply to see what they could bear; Thus, her soft white dreams that she
Once seen, would then be in
?the devils care.
.
With scorpions, dim and dark, and spiteful
And horrible sounds-of hissing By your bed; with all of this I fear my friend,
In Hell, you'd wish you were never dead.
As the wiggly worms climb all about, what
Gruesome view to hear men shout-; To see the horned malamute dogs growl
Savagely, licking everything foul.
.
But I am a midget, of thirty-six inches tall
That is all?, Blue-eyed, wings that don't fly,
Blood that rushes to my head?
?When I get mad-
Oh, sometimes I play the fool, I jerk and
Shiver all over, but no one Notices-I'd like to squash them too;
My life in their minds, unnoticed.
Part Three Midget Madness
I hate those I can understand; those I
Do not, I find myself unarmed, And wishing I could.
Everyone's in a bubble of superiority,
This of course irritates me? Their soft white hush, which is more like
Cadaverous mush, wrapped up
?up, in their crystal like dreams-!
If it was up to me, I'd rape the whores
And kill the queen-; That's the sensible side of me,
The Midget side, if you please.
.
Hell with the meaning of life, just give me
A dagger or knife; wise men die Like midgets and fools, the only difference
Is, they went to school.
The fate of man, is not in his hands,
As he'd like all to believe! Nor will pious images save him, they
Come and go like fools gold;
This is very plane to see!
I need no flattery like they, only a
Purpose for today?!
Part Four Midget Love
I have sung many praises to love and
Beauty-: Above all, they sing back to me:
"The waters are still, the witches Are real, and twilight is chilled;
But my heart is tattered gray- For who loves a midget anyway?"
I have my cross, where the Christians
Walk-, for I tried to be a Christian You see-; and by love and faith
I made a mistake?a midgets' a
?midget, also, in the halls of Christianity.
.
Blaspheme, blaspheme, everywhere,
I'd like to load my gun, Face the sun, twist some bones
In and out of their chest!...
Too bad I'm harmless?
I look out my midget door, once more
Very little do I see, only people So many people, with envy, envy;
I just wanted to be loved you see.
Part Five Chavin De Huantar
I must return today! Ancient am I
Compared to thee? They are taking me back with an
Escort I see, like a prince
?under a princes care.
They are humble to me, I'm not human
You see, or so I wish not to be; To them I'm a millionaire.
There is no pretence?
?in the world for them? And in Chavin de Huantar I'll be.
.
In point of fact, I'll never be back,
Chavin de Huantar will be My home; even the ignorant understand
One must wash his hands, when?
?all that is left is famine!...
Note: 5/31/05 #699
Oda, al Enano Poderoso Omac
Translated by Nancy Penaloza
Parte Uno
Historia Diminuta
Soy treinta y seis pulgadas altas, que es todo-
Honesto al dios soy Mi pelo es verde, mis ojos rojos, y yo
Tengo un cuello muy grueso Mis cejas son delgadas, y mi barba
Tiene tres pelos ? Y llev? el abuso, cuando yo era j?ven
?S?! Result? ser; d?a a d?a ? ?amigos se r?en de m?, mi aspecto
Usted ve?yo los hago horrorizar. . Soy medio anciano, no muy viejo, ni soy
yo: piadoso, pobre, o un idiota; Mis arrugas y defectos son como son
Son - yo no los cambiar?a ?por alimento u oro.
Vine de una raza, desde dentro la tierra
M?s antiguo que el hombre mismo; entonces que hago, se lo dejo a ud-
Solamente ll?meme Omac, el Enano Poderoso.
?Ah! He vivido en este mundo del demonio y del mal-
Triste y desgarrador, para decir lo menos Cada uno preocupado por todo-
Con vecinos, amas de casa y ladrones.
El ?nico en el que puedo pensar, que no
Desprecie u odie, es un conocido lo encontr?, en las profundidades de Islandia,
?l me dej? una criba para pensar: ?Dijo ?l " Por qu? me llama usted un gran hombre?
Uno no entiende; ?Devoci?n de perro y fe?
Quiz?s es que, un enano no puede vivir ??sin un compa?ero impresionante? " Dije yo a ?l, en tanto ?l se alej?, " esto es
porque tu eres impresionante ?Ellos, no yo! ...
Parte Dos
Infierno Diminuto
Visit? el infierno, alguna vez
Sus c?maras de tortura y horribles Rimas ? Si yo pudiera, yo llevar?a la mitad de la tierra -all?,
Simplemente para ver lo que ellos podr?an llevar; As?, sus sue?os suaves blancos que ella
Una vez vio, entonces estar?a en ?el cuidado del diablo. . Con Escorpiones, d?biles y oscuros, y rencoroso
Y sonidos horribles - de silbido Por su cama; con todo esto temo mi amigo,
En el Infierno, usted desear?a no estar muerto. Como los gusanos ondulados subiendo sobre todo, que
Vista espantosa, o?r grito de hombres-; Ver el gru?ido de perros de malamute astado
Ferozmente, lamiendo todo sucio. .
Pero, soy un enano, de treinta y seis pulgadas altas
Eso es todo ?, De ojos azules las alas que no vuelan,
La sangre que se eleva a mi cabeza ? ?cuando me pongo furioso-
Ah, a veces juego al idiota, tiro y
Tiemblo por todas partes, pero nadie nota - me gustar?a aplastarlos tambi?n;
Mi vida en sus mentes, inadvertidas.
Parte Tres
Locura Diminuta
Odio a aquellos puedo entender;
No hago, me encuentro desarmado, Y deseando yo podr?a. A todo el mundo en una burbuja de superioridad,
Esto desde luego me irrita ? Su silencio suave blanco, que es m?s bien
Desplome cadav?rico, envuelto ??arriba, en su cristal como sue?os-! Si esto me elevara, yo violar?a a las rameras
Y matar?a a la reina-; Esto es mi lado sensible ,
El lado Diminuto, con su permiso. . El infierno con el significado de vida, solamente d?me
Una daga o cuchillo; hombres sabios mueren Como enanos y tontos, la ?nica diferencia
Es, ellos fueron a la escuela. El destino del hombre, no est? en sus manos,
?Como le gustar?a a todos creer! Tampoco im?genes piadosas lo salvar?n, ellos
Vienen y van como
como oro de tontos; ?Esto es muy claro para ver! No necesito ninguna adulaci?n como ellos, s?lo un
?Objetivo para hoy ?!
Parte Cuatro
Amor Diminuto
He cantado muchas alabanzas para el amor y
Belleza-: Encima de todo, ellos cantan atr?s:de mi.
" Las aguas son todav?a, las brujas Son verdadero, y el crep?sculo es frio;
Pero mi coraz?n es de color gris andrajoso- ?Pero qui?n ama a un enano de todos modos? " Tengo mi cruz, donde los cristianos
El paso-, ya que trat? de ser Cristiano Usted ve-; y por amor y fe
Hice un herror a los enanos ?enano, tambi?n, en los pasillos de cristianismo.
. Blasfeme, blasfeme, por todas partes,
Me gustar?a cargar mi arma, Afrontar el sol, torcer algunos huesos
?dentro y fuera de su pecho!... Demasiado malo soy inofensivo
Miro mi puerta diminuta, una vez m?s
Muy poco hago, yo veo, s?lo pueblo Tantas personas, con envidia, envidia;
Solamente quise ser amado usted ve.
Parte Cinco
Chavin de Huantar
?Debo volver hoy! Antiguo soy yo
Comparado a Usted ? Ellos me toman atr?s como una
escolta yo veo, como un pr?ncipe ?bajo el cuidado de pr?ncipes. Ellos son humildes para m?, no soy humano
Usted ve, o entonces deseo no ser; para ellos soy un millonario.
No hay ning?n pretexto ? ?en el mundo para ellos ? Y en Chavin de Huantar yo ser?. .
En realidad, nunca volver?,
Chavin de Huantar ser? Mi casa; a?n el ignorante entienden
Hay que lavar sus manos, cuando ? ??todol es dejado es el hambre!...
Note: 5/31/05 *699
Author Dennis Siluk's web site: http://dennissiluk.tripod.com/
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