14. Damuzi Dream

 

O Goddess stay longer that I may dwell
In your plenteous netherworld, not to strive,
Where caravans transport the hops to hell,
For I require, once more to grow and thrive.
O Goddess stay! Long ago was Heysel Street,
Yet, there are plenty of long nights down there,
I have outlasted byways in the heat,
The deputies won’t stop me, do not fear.

Yet I might even grow as rich as they,
Since grapes are underneath my arched feet –
That backbreaking plenty, that abundance,
Yet all the wolves could not be kept at bay.
Therefore, I have left – one takes no chance
With a pack of wolves – a man would not stay.