Ears Under Your Sickle

…Poor, poor people! Like ears of grain, like grasses under your sickle, the crude force. Well, if your "necessity" cannot give them relief, and freedom, and happiness - so much the better. Then by their "necessity" they will become ears under the sickle of freedom, homeland, uprising, battle, ears that may die, but will die to allow new shoots to grow. It will be soon. Not long to wait.