
ÜBERMENSCH
Raise the slab of mystery,
unafraid of the snake’s bite,
ceaselessly searching for the truth
and look, they say, how consoling
it is to count all the arrows of pain
and vigilantly enumerate the wounds
inflicted by each arrow shot
from Fate’s pitiless, keen bow
and if you find that pain’s the only truth,
then from your courageous chest
throw off the shame of orphanhood
and in the sweetness of your strength and beauty
and with a proud delirious cry
become your God, defeat your Fate.