Scarabs

canvas, oil

Fear when the calm comes
in motion. When the sown winds
turn into a storm. When people talk
filled with meaningless words.
Fear when there are treasures in the ground
people will bury their wealth.
Fear when people think
safe treasures only
on his body. Be afraid when near
crowds will gather. When will they forget
about knowledge. And they will gladly destroy
learned earlier. And they will easily execute
threats. When there is nothing on
write down your knowledge. When the sheets
the scriptures become fragile
and the words are evil. Ah, my neighbors!
You have not settled well. All of you
canceled. No mystery further
the present! And with a bag of misfortune
you went to wander and conquer
peace. Your madness called the most
ugly woman - desired!
Little dancing sly ones!
Are you ready to drown yourself
in dance.