99 (Emperor) Gotoba-no-In
For some men I grieve. Some men I hate!
And this wretched world To me, weighted down with care, Is a place of misery.
The speaker starts with a stark admission: some men make him grieve, and some he simply hates. There is no effort to explain or soften those feelings—they stand as raw, settled truths. From there, the poem expands outward.
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