They say to their mothers,
“Where are grain and wine?”
while fainting like the wounded
in the city streets,
while their lives are draining away
at their own mother’s breasts.
Every hand will hang limp;
urine will run down every leg.
Then I, Daniel, was overwhelmed and felt sick for days. When I finally got up and went about the king’s business, I remained troubled by the vision and couldn’t understand it.