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Poor unlucky poets: whom both life and death harass, with the same dark stubbornness, who then are smothered in mindless pomp, committed to rituals, to a funeral like a craw full of teeth.
Obscure as pebbles now, they are dragged behind the arrogant horses, to sleep without silence, overcome in the end by the invaders, among their minions- who, then, certain the dead one is dead, once and for all, celebrate their sniveling feast at his funeral with turkeys, and pigs, and other orators.
They sabotaged his death, and now they defame it- but only because his mouth is shut: he can no longer protest with his song.