1999-0000 Translation of Alla Kulkarni of the 1932-0000 Poem ‘Angel of Revenge’ by Maximilian Alexandrovich Kirienko-Voloshin

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To the people: I am the glum Angel of Revenge!
And in the wounds of the plowed virgin soil
I sow my seeds. The waiting time is over.
My voice is the toxin. My banner is of blood.

And on the patches of hate among the loathing crowds
I'll grow ghostly flowers of death.
And in the heart of a teen I'll put a thrill of killing
And in a child's soul - bloody dreams.
And mind shall fall in love with gory human slaughter.
I will extinguish happiness with tears.
And I will rob a woman's heart of holy pity
And blind her eyes with dull and adamant rage.
I will awaken paving stones of city squares
That have already tasted blood. I know their story.
And I will curse those stones with an eternal thirst,
And blood for blood shall flow without measure.
And I will tell the rioter: "I bless your cardboard sword
With an unconquerable strength of angry steel!"
And in the alleys of the cities, where women were tortured,
I'll draw the signs of 'Pisces' on the walls.
And with a flame of blue I'll pass though the souls of the people,
And with a flame of red I'll pass through the cities.
Through the mouth of everyone, I will exclaim: "Freedom!"
But a different meaning for everyone I will give.

I will write: "My Covenant is Justice!"
And the enemy will read: "No mercy, no more" ...
I'll give enticing beauty to a Murder,
And the avenger will be seduced by a passionate delirium.
The Sword of Justice - retributive and punishing -
I will give to the crowds ... And in the hands of the blind
This sword will flash like a rapid, smashing lightning -
With this sword a son will murder his mother,
And a daughter will kill her father.
And I will tell everyone: "You have The Keys of Hope.
YOU ONLY see the truth, while all others are blind!"
And he or she will cry and tear their clothes in despair
And call to others for help... But everyone will be deaf.
The Sower will not keep the stinging weeds of the harvest.
Whosoever took the sword shall perish by the sword.
Whosoever drank the intoxicating poison of anger
He will become an avenger or a victim of an avenger.


SourcesS1. Author's email to CCT dated 2025-1018.


Story2025-1018 Author's email to CCT: "TRANSLATION written by Maximilian Voloshin in 1932 (he was Russian/Ukrainian poet), translated by me ~1999"