Part One
History of the dwarves
I’m thirty-six inches tall, that’s all …
Honest by god i am
My hair is green, my eyes are red and I
Have a very thick neck
My eyebrows are thin and my beard
It has three hairs …
And I endured the abuse, when I was young
Yes! It was; day to day …
… people laugh at me, my appearance
You see … I make them horrified.
.
I am middle-aged, not very old, nor am I
I: pious, poor or foolish;
My wrinkles and blemishes are as they are
They are – I wouldn’t change them
… for food or gold …
I come from a race, from within the earth
Older than man himself;
Then what do I do? I leave it to you …
Call me Omac, the mighty dwarf.
.
Ah! I have lived in this world of evil and evil.
Sad and heartbreaking to say the least
Everyone worried about everything
With neighbors, housewives and thieves.
The only one I can think of, that I don’t
Despise or hate, is an acquaintance
I have known, in the depths of iceland,
He left me a puzzle to think about:
Said, “Why do you call me a great man?
One that you don’t understand; with
Dog devotion and faith?
Maybe it’s that a dwarf can’t live
… without an awesome companion? “
I told him, as he walked away: “It is
Because you are awesome for
They, not me! … “
The second part
Hell dwarf
I visited hell once with
Its torture chambers and horrible
Rhymes …
If I could, I’d take half the land, there,
Just to see what they could handle;
So her soft white dreams that she
Once seen, it would be in
… the demons care.
.
With scorpions, dim and dark and spiteful
And horrible sounds – of whistles
Next to your bed; with all this I fear my friend,
In hell, you wish you were never dead.
As the undulating worms crawl all over the place, what
Ghastly sight to hear men screaming;
Watching horned malamute dogs growl
Wildly, licking up everything disgusting.
.
But I’m a midget, thirty-six inches tall
That’s all …,
Blue eyes, wings that don’t fly
Blood that goes to my head …
… When I get angry …
Oh sometimes I play the fool, I shake myself and
Tremble everywhere, but no one
Notices: I’d like to squash them too;
My life in their minds, unnoticed.
Part three
Dwarf madness
I hate those that I can understand; those me
No, I find myself unarmed
And wishing I could.
Everyone is in a bubble of superiority
This, of course, irritates me …
Its soft white silence, which looks more like
Cadaveric porridge, wrapped
… up, in his crystal like dreams–!
If it was up to me, I’d rape the whores
And kill the queen;
That’s my sensible side
The Dwarf side, please.
.
Fuck the meaning of life, just give me
A dagger or a knife; wise men die
Like dwarfs and fools the only difference
It is that they went to school.
The destiny of man is not in his hands,
How you would like everyone to believe!
Not even pious images will save him,
Come and go like silly gold;
This is very flat to look at!
I don’t need flattery like them, just a
Purpose for today …!
Fourth part
Dwarf love
Many praises I have sung to love and
Beauty–:
Above all, they sing to me:
“The waters are still, the witches
They are real and the twilight is icy;
But my heart is gray in tatters
Because who loves a dwarf anyway? “
I have my cross, where the Christians
Walk, because I tried to be a Christian
You’ll see–; and for love and faith
I made a mistake … a dwarfs’ a
… dwarf, too,
in the halls of Christianity.
.
Blasphemy, blasphemy, everywhere
I would like to load my gun
Face the sun, twist some bones
In and out of your chest! …
Too bad I’m harmless …
I look out my dwarf’s door once more
I see very little, only people
So many people, with envy, envy;
I just wanted to be loved, see?
Part five
Chavin
I must go back today! I am old
Compared to you …
They’re taking me back with a
Escort I see, like a prince
… under the care of a prince.
They are humble with me, I’m not human
You see, or that’s what I wish not to be;
For them I am a millionaire.
There is no pretense …
… in the world for them …
And in Chavín de Huántar I will be.
.
In fact, I will never go back
Chavín de Huántar will be
My home; even the ignorant understand
Hands should be washed when …
… all that’s left is hunger! …
Note: 05/31/05 # 699
Ode, to the Mighty Dwarf Omac
Translated by Nancy Penaloza
Part One
Tiny History
I’m thirty-six inches tall, that’s all-
Honest to god I am
My hair is green, my eyes are red, and I
I have a very thick neck
Put eyebrows are thin, and my beard
It has very hairs …
And I carried the abuse, when I was young
Yes! It was; day to day …
… friends is not me, my appearance
You see … I make them horrify.
.
I am half old, not very old, nor am I
me: pious, poor, or an idiot;
My wrinkles and flaws are as they are
They are – I wouldn’t change them
… for food or gold.
I came from a race, from within the earth
Older than man himself;
So that I do, I leave it to you
Just call me Omac,
the Mighty Dwarf.
Ah! I have lived in this world of devil and evil-
Sad and heartbreaking to say the least
Each worried about everything-
With neighbors, cluster of house and thieves.
The only one I can think of, that I don’t
Despise or hate, is an acquaintance
I found it, in the depths of Iceland,
He left me a sieve to think:
Did he say “Why do you call me a great man?
You don’t understand;
Dog devotion and faith?
Maybe it’s that a dwarf can’t live
… an awesome companion sins? ”
I said to him, as he walked away, “this is
because you are awesome
They, not me! …
Back
Tiny Hell
I visited hell, sometime
Its torture chambers and horrible
Rhymes …
If I could, I would take half the earth – there,
Just to see what they could accomplish;
So her soft white dreams that she
Once he saw, then he would be in
… beware of the devil.
.
With Scorpions, morons and dark, and spiteful
And horrible whistling sounds
For his bed; with all this I fear my friend,
In Hell, you wish you weren’t dead.
Like the wavy worms crawling over everything, that
Terrifying sight, hear the cry of men;
See the snarl of horned malamute dogs
Fiercely, licking all dirty.
.
But, I’m a midget, thirty-six inches tall
That’s all …,
With blue eyes the wings that do not fly,
The blood that rose to my head …
… when I get angry-
Ah, sometimes I play idiot, I shoot and
I tremble everywhere but nobody
note – I would like to crush them too;
My minds also emptied, unnoticed.
Go three
Tiny Madness
I hate those I can understand;
I do not, I find myself unarmed,
And wishing I could.
To everyone in a bubble of superiority,
This certainly irritated me …
Its soft white silence, which is rather
Cadaverous collapse, wrapped
… up, in your crystal like dreams-!
If this got me high, I would rape the harlots
And I would kill the queen-;
This is my sensitive side
The Tiny side, with its permit.
.
Hell with the meaning of life, solemn dementia
A dagger or knife; wise men die
Like dwarfs and fools the only difference
It is, they went to school.
The destiny of man is not in his hands,
How would you all like to create!
Neither pious images will save him, they
They come and go like
like fools’ gold;
This is very clear to see!
I don’t need no flattery like them, just a
Goal for today …!
Part four
Tiny love
I’ve sung many praises for love and
Beauty-:
Above all, they sing behind: of me.
“The waters are still, the witches
They are true, and the twilight is cold;
But my heart is tattered gray-
But who loves has a dwarf anyway? ”
I have my cross, where the Christians
The step-, since I tried to be a Christian
You see-; and for love and faith
I made a mistake at the
in years
… dwarf, too,
in the halls of Christianity.
.
Blaspheme, blaspheme, everywhere
I’d like to load my gun
Face the sun, twist some bones
In and out of your chest! …
Too bad I’m harmless
I look at my tiny door one more time
I do very little, I see, only people
So many people, with envy, envy;
I just wanted to be loved, you see.
Part five
Chavin
I must go back today! I am old
Compared to you …
They take me back as one
escort I see, as a principle
… under the care of princes.
They are humble to me, I’m not human
You see, or so I wish not to be;
for them I am a millionaire.
There is no excuse …
… in the world for them …
And in Chavin de Huantar I will be.
.
In reality, I’ll never go back
Chavín de Huántar will be
My home; even the ignorant understand
You have to wash your hands, when …
… all is left is hunger! …
Note: 05/31/05 * 699