Two ladybirds, forgetting shame,
excited maybe by sun ray,
experienced a passion flame,
right in my garden, in broad day.
To love each other predisposed,
without a flirt, they went ahead.
Their little secret was exposed,
red-currant leaf was their bed.
To witness this, I’m old-fashioned,
I was embarrassed, truth be said.
We were brought up more shy in Russia!
They could have done it in a shed!
Or in a forest, by the river,
or in a shadow at least!
But by their emotions driven,
they their energy released.
Like an intruder I was feeling:
I saw a family conceived!
Their spotty coats were concealing
the private parts, where they cleaved.
Absorbed in making love, no doubt,
to make a baby they were drawn.
They couldn’t care less about
what in this world was going on.
For neither conflict in Ukraine,
nor globalists’ most wicked plans
would not these two indeed restrain
for happy moments miss a chance.
Engrossed in their love-affair,
they didn’t mind being on show.
For famine threats they didn’t care,
God will provide, - they know.
If clouds of explosion swallow
them now, would they give a damn?
Fulfilling purpose, they follow
God's written code or program.
They are not troubled by a virus,
they are not pestered by vaccines,
For their partner being desirous,
they’ll leave to offspring their genes.
This world is crazy, mad and cruel.
I’m praising God that these two found
for their normal passion fuel,
ignoring everything around.
21.07.2022