For she abandonsher eggsto the earthAnd warmsthem in the dust,
"The ostriches'wingsflapjoyouslyWith the pinionand plumageof love,
And she forgetsthat a footmay crushthem, Or that a wildbeastmay tramplethem.
Like a birdthat wandersfrom her nest,Sois a manwho wandersfrom his home.
Then it becomes[something] for a manto burn,so he takesone of them and warmshimself; he alsomakesa fireto bakebread.He alsomakesa godand worshipsit; he makesit a gravenimageand fallsdownbefore it.
Evenjackalsofferthe breast,They nursetheir young;[But] the daughterof my peoplehas become cruelLike ostrichesin the wilderness.
