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Nomads, thieves, madmen, Tirtans
gypsies the rejected and the hounded-out
of the peoples come crashing down on this
country as do the locusts in times of drought
they embed themselves like viruses in all
the holes of the man in innumerable humble
forms inside yearning to substitute the victim
and they secrete the strongest poison
that melts all the metals, the alloys
weaving around some kind of probable religion
that eats our language, our soul, our respiration
the fountain of our conscience and demolishes
the architecture of our heart and they swell
so they thrive outside the order and outside the law
hideousness and faults all kinds of madness
inherited from the Huns, from the KhanTatars,
Slavs, Greeks, Turks, Jews, Hungarians
gypsies and more recently from the Arabs
the Moldo-Karavlach people hasn’t existed
they are a herd of these leftovers of apish
hordes that see humans as through the haze
and they have no shadow of thought
about what a human is. What was a human
here formerly melted away in the strongest
poisons and in crimes now over here there is
a herd of cannibals drunk as shit crammed
by the empires into a sheepfold.
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