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I wonder if you can even recall
what that thing called shame is like?
That something you first felt
when you began to be aware of things,
after you broke the vase
that mother had said 'Don't touch!'
like the day when Adam and Eve
covered their nakedness with fig-leaves
in the Garden of Eden
after they had picked and eaten the God-forbidden fruit.
Shame? What humans first felt
when they did any wrong,
a sign of human conscience,
an omen of human salvation.
But nowadays you grown-ups,
even when you do wrong, you feel no shame!
That's a sign your consciences are paralyzed,
an omen that you are heading towards destruction.