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The allegory, (highly-human allegory, hurray!), much deserves and, therefore, has to be improved, unveiled in things and actions; – in thinking that of how tragically, still, the whole modern world and its society is rapt by all «syndromes of the post-war egotisms», of how much, still, the ethical attitude to celebrating the End of Conflict yet performs but the potential willingness to start the new one, then, I was, especially, consciously driven to develop this theme, rather, in the manner of proper objectivization and dis-chimerization; and that is how, even against all the Plato’s warnings for inexorable escaping of dealing with poesy in philosophy, this particular product of my thought and vision was, finally, created.

Socratic poem

1.

A strangest ghost a witness of the me, —

Prophetic, – from the spheres of deadly peace

Arose right front of my spontaneous gaze; —

The things 'bout passed war were in his words;

«How shall we bury it?» – he’ve asked, and I

Felt in the certain pause, and I saw

The vision of unquiet macrocosm.

«How shall we bury it? Should be there tomb?

Should be that sad? – I read your thinker mood; —

Cause it is, firstly, sad to realize

What sort of groan it brings to resolute

Its memory to-come.» – «Thought to foregone.» —

«That’s it: we’ve got to bury it. Although,

The joy of making it, deliberate joy,

Like common ease, could morally confuse

That half of world of citizens, whose pride

Relates to all the dear facts of noble loss; —

Th’unsatisfied dramaticism oppose

To the unseriousity frivolous,

And that’s… to-war?“ – „Suppose, to count on both

Effects will do the whole of worldly truth…» —

«Like in the time of gladiators’ youth?» —

«Oh, no!» – «Although ’twas the performance

Of the pra-ethos of no-foe.

Staged, were to express quite certain morals:

Rome used to give to History a chance

To rehabilitate in looser a victor.» —

«But that is rather to celebrity —

Not to the all-repose – of War!» – «Time’s gone?» —

«Ukrain you’ve mentioned, the modernity

Of «public claw» by that?» – «What we don’t want.

And, as I stayed quite dumb; – he: – «Not we want

To think the War; we bury it. Our war

Is over, there’s no other war.» – «At all?» —

«For you to get: the War is not discrete; —

Its being is of the matters different?

Me-think, its constitution is permanent.

And what we bury here had its proud end.