Иван on Nostr: No, this poem isn't about war, it's just a coincidence, and by the way, it's worth ...

No, this poem isn't about war, it's just a coincidence, and by the way, it's worth noting that DeepSeek translated it quite well. Yes, the AI's rhyme is terrible, but it was bad in the original too. The meaning has been preserved quite well.

I need an enemy to find my calm,
To give the meaningless a cause,
To feel the sparks behind my back,
The blackened steel of hatred's claws.
I need an enemy to breathe,
To know he's close, just out of sight,
So rage can weave each day to day,
And lies explode like dynamite.
I need an enemy like me,
A wretch worn down by cruelty,
A child grown frail with time and spite,
Who chips the edges off the night.
I need an enemy to be,
When love is clutched within my hold,
While trembling, bloodied hands explore
The secrets hidden in her fold.
And he will come and stand before,
Staring through my own eyes' glare,
The moon reflected in their shine,
Slightly blurred by tears laid bare.
The poplar fluff of moments burns,
A sudden firework of rage,
And devils charge at devils' turns,
In foolish caps, to mock and wage.
The iron fists will rust in veins,
Testing granite faces' might,
And madness spills beyond its chains,
As hatred's drunkenness takes flight.
And gazing at the one who fell
Into the void of sick defeat,
I'll see myself, collapsed as well,
Pleading for a miracle's feat.

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meanwhile

I need a foe to find my peace,
To make the senseless make some sense,
To feel the sparks behind my back,
The blackened flint of hate's intense.
I need a foe to carry on,
To know he's lurking, never gone,
So rage can stitch each day to day,
And lies explode like cannon's song.
I need a foe who's just like me,
A wretch worn raw by cruelty.

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