To be good, in my opinion.
It is the plainest thing,
and it reconciles duty.
With those who pass away
almost austere.
With those who come to my,
tender and human.
I find reason, to the sad and the insane.
Evil that bursts,
my robust thinking.
And instead of walking
seeking what is most just,
I am paired with another, like oxen,
and I am his brother.
Without getting involved in Moses
of new laws
To the one who asks for bread
I give bread and stew.
And the honor of saving the whole world,
I leave it to the geniuses and the kings.
I do like the oxen
I say again.
Mutuality, of team and companion.
And the honor of saving the entire world
I leave it to the geniuses and the kings.
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