IT WILL BE THIS WAY...
It will be this way –
blind men will ask: where is that sky – I can’t see it?
Deaf men: it seems I would have heard the truth!
Cripples will moan: I’m crying,
I’m screaming from pain!
It will be this way.
Someone will pierce the false sky with laughter.
And the world will become new, and people will be like gods.
And everywhere that you’ll find a field –
There will be plows, plows...
1919