"Can't our government not to steal,
When there are so many fools..."
(O. S.)
...-Can stop scratching
And to sow discord between Nations?
Our pretty flag to lower,
Find useful work!
Russia should be respected!
To love and to care.
When there is something to lose,
War too much.
Now not want to understand
Well,understand once.
What could previously afford?
Not really something more than it is now?
-Of course not! I bet.
After all is stolen to us.
Ah,you say,taxes?...
For your and my live account?
So get likely feet!
Can't you see? Our beat!!!
Who army their home
Not wish to feed,
The army will be someone else's
On the neck as a loop to wear!
There is no "tech" worthy. You know,
When you we choose.
Our you sure will not disappoint.
So we will heal,we will heal...
P.S. :
We lived worse than live.
2P.S. :
Run,run! There are good and not all of us.
What are you running? I don't know.
Cold in the hands tit the trail,
And crane weren't getting it.
A keepsake photo album,
Friends-smile from ear to ear,
And you alone,far from home,from home,
And realize,that there is nothing dearer...
3P.S.:
My poetry can get ahead,
Thus will give a chance to think.
Here and now decide: are you a traitor or a patriot?!...
Who are you own mother.
Sorry,My Friends!!!!! ;;