The rest of life is running away like boiled milk
Every day we face the lack of personalities
The world is crammed with fake and in insincerity it sinks
Among the decorations and two-faced actors’ plurality...
Deliberate lie rules the world at ease
And leads us to the slaughter
The crow is amusing itself with a piece of cheese
Perhaps the mousetrap will make some hero immortal?
Are we cheated?
The truth nestles in the loneliness
The sound of words like a scrape of fingers on the glass is heard
The autumn is whispering prophecies
Is it sooth or absurd ??
Is it just smoke or is it the fog creeping
The drums are hot and obsessed !
The deathly silence is speaking...
Among the newspapers, magazines and digests ...
The copper glance of the memorials
The sky is cast in the lead
The times hold out promises
And one pole changes the other trying to concede...
Moscow, September, 15, 2020.
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