I’m Here to Destroy You (Sonnet of Naskars) | Abhijit Naskar | Yüz Şiirlerin Yüzüğü (Ring of 100 Poems, Bilingual Edition): 100 Turkish Poems with Translations

I’m not here to comfort you,
I’m here to make you restless.
I’m not here to enlighten you,
I’m here to destroy you peaceless.

When one Naskar dies,
a thousand Naskars will rise.
The duties of Naskar are too heavy
for self-coddling cowards to carry.

That’s why, I’m here to destroy you,
your last ounce of self care and peace.
Doing what you need to sustain yourself is
one thing, but to obsess over it is cowardice.

I got no business with such cowardly insects,
who try to hide pettiness with perfectionism.
Give me ten messy vessels restless for purpose,
I shall give the world 10,000 years of ascension.