If I don't get hurt in your sufferings If in human atrocities And genocide I don't get stirred up Then let all my creation perish here. If through the touch of your heart's fire And creation Rain does not fall From my poetry Then let all my creation perish here. lf I fail to laugh If the light of the night Doesn't wake up from me within And I fail to draw pictures Mixing with serenity of dawn Then let all my creation perish here If I fail t0 bow down before the feet of the green if my lips do not tremble seeing the smiles of a naive if while breaking myself Words stay suppressed in incensement Then let all my creation perish here.