“To whom shall I speak today ? Brothers are mean, The friends of today do not love. To whom shall I speak today? Hearts are greedy, Everyone robs his comrade's goods. To whom shall I speak today ? Kindness has perished, Insolence assaults everyone. To whom shall I speak today ? One is content with evil, Goodness is cast to the ground everywhere. To whom shall I speak today? He who should enrage men by his crimes — He makes everyone laugh at his evildoing. To whom shall I speak today ? Men plunder, Everyone robs his comrade. To whom shall I speak today ? The criminal is one’s intimate, The brother with whom one dealt is a foe. To whom shall I speak today ? The past is not remembered, Now one does not help him who helped. To whom shall I speak today ? Brothers are mean, One goes to strangers for affection. To whom shall I speak today? Faces are blank, Everyone turns his face from his brothers. To whom shall I speak today ? Hearts are greedy, No man’s heart can be relied on. To whom shall I speak today ? None are righteous, The land is left to evildoers. To whom shall I speak today ? One lacks an intimate, One resorts to an unknown to complain. To whom shall I speak today ? No one is cheerful, He with whom one walked is no more. To whom shall I speak today ? I am burdened with grief For lack of an intimate. To whom shall I speak today ? Wrong roams the earth, And ends not.” LoveHeartEvilKindnessGreedyFoeInsolenceRobCriminal Righteous Book:Ancient Egyptian Literature, Volume I: The Old and Middle Kingdoms Source: Ancient Egyptian Literature, Volume I: The Old and Middle Kingdoms