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We learned our lesson. There is no mercy.
By night come dreams of the brother who died,
his eyes put out while he still was living,
beaten until his bones were all broken,
deep and painful the chisel's carving,
his eyes bulging like bubbles with blood.

We learned our lesson. There is no conscience.
buried by fear, we live in pits;
in terror we carve out our dark loves,
statues of ourselves-evil troglodytes.

We learned our lesson. There is no love.
How could we then escape into darkness
from the sail of the nostrils sniffing us out,
from the staves and hands in their spreading net,
when the mothers and children would never come back
to the hollowed out pod of an empty heart.

We learned our lesson. One must forget,
so as not to die imagining it all.
We rise in the dark and slippery night.
We look for the heart, take hold of it, strain
our ears: the pain will be extinguished,
But stone-yes, a rock-will still remain.

And so we stand on tanks and on trucks,
on aeroplanes and in the rubble,
where the serpent of silence will crawl over us,
where the ice-cold torrent will cleanse us, not knowing
if time is standing still or flowing.
Like foreign cities dug from the depths,
human strata turning to ashes
lying on their backs or standing straight,
not knowing whether we are the pages
of a fire sculpted Iliad in shimmering gold,
whether, if only from pity, they,'' build
a cross over our grave.

July 22, 1943

"Generation" is a translation of poem writted by Krzysztof Kamil Baczyński
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I used this poem as an inspiration for my entry. The title of drawing is not only title of the poem but it's also reference to Columbus Generation. The Columbus Generation was a generation of young polish people brought up in a twenty years of free Poland. It was after 123 years of Poland's capivity, so it was time of rebuilding the country. But then began the world war II and these young full of hope people instead of studying, finding love, living their lives, got forced to fight for the freedom of their country. After twenty years of peacefull life, they had to leave they hopes and go fight. They had been aware that most of them for sure gonna die, but they hadn't another option left than fight and die for freedom of their country.
Author of the poem died in Warsaw Uprising.

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This is my entry for Axis 's 'Darkness' contest => [link]
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Inspirated by [link] by

Description
We learned our lesson. There is no mercy.
By night come dreams of the brother who died,
his eyes put out while he still was living,
beaten until his bones were all broken,
deep and painful the chisel's carving,
his eyes bulging like bubbles with blood.

We learned our lesson. There is no conscience.
buried by fear, we live in pits;
in terror we carve out our dark loves,
statues of ourselves-evil troglodytes.

We learned our lesson. There is no love.
How could we then escape into darkness
from the sail of the nostrils sniffing us out,
from the staves and hands in their spreading net,
when the mothers and children would never come back
to the hollowed out pod of an empty heart.

We learned our lesson. One must forget,
so as not to die imagining it all.
We rise in the dark and slippery night.
We look for the heart, take hold of it, strain
our ears: the pain will be extinguished,
But stone-yes, a rock-will still remain.

And so we stand on tanks and on trucks,
on aeroplanes and in the rubble,
where the serpent of silence will crawl over us,
where the ice-cold torrent will cleanse us, not knowing
if time is standing still or flowing.
Like foreign cities dug from the depths,
human strata turning to ashes
lying on their backs or standing straight,
not knowing whether we are the pages
of a fire sculpted Iliad in shimmering gold,
whether, if only from pity, they,'' build
a cross over our grave.

July 22, 1943

"Generation" is a translation of poem writted by Krzysztof Kamil Baczyński
________

I used this poem as an inspiration for my entry. The title of drawing is not only title of the poem but it's also reference to Columbus Generation. The Columbus Generation was a generation of young polish people brought up in a twenty years of free Poland. It was after 123 years of Poland's capivity, so it was time of rebuilding the country. But then began the world war II and these young full of hope people instead of studying, finding love, living their lives, got forced to fight for the freedom of their country. After twenty years of peacefull life, they had to leave they hopes and go fight. They had been aware that most of them for sure gonna die, but they hadn't another option left than fight and die for freedom of their country.
Author of the poem died in Warsaw Uprising.

________

This is my entry for Axis 's 'Darkness' contest => [link]
________

Inspirated by [link] by