Out of every hundred people,
Those who always know better:
Fifty-two.
Unsure of every step:
Almost all the rest.
Ready to help,
If it doesn’t take long:
Forty-nine.
Always good,
Because they cannot be otherwise:
Four—well, maybe five.
Able to admire without envy:
Eighteen.
Led to error
By youth (which passes):
Sixty, plus or minus.
Those not to be messed with:
Four-and-forty.
Living in constant fear
Of someone or something:
Seventy-seven.
Capable of happiness:
Twenty-some-odd at most.
Harmless alone
Turning savage in crowds:
More than half, for sure.
Cruel
When forced by circumstances:
It’s better not to know,
Not even approximately.
Wise in hindsight:
Not many more
Than wise in foresight.
Getting nothing out of life except
things:
Thirty
(though I would like to be wrong).
Balled up in pain
And without a flashlight in the dark:
Eighty-three, sooner or later.
Those who are just:
Quite a few, thirty-five.
But if it takes effort to understand:
Three.
Worthy of empathy:
Ninety-nine.
Mortal:
One hundred out of one hundred—
A figure that has never varied yet.
A Word On Statistics, by Wislawa
Szymborska.
Translated from the Polish by Joanna Trzeciak.
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