An executor climbed scaffold…
He doesn't know he has no word…
But men are judges on the court,
The Crowd, which directs the world.
What can be crueller than a Crowd?
It's like an uncontrolled disaster.
Most primitive of human's mind
Can rule the Crowd as a bastard.
The Crowd makes radical change
It runs the wars and revolutions,
The Crowd's acting like a judge
Conducts its leader’s execution.
Ruining everything around,
Having no mind of valuation.
… And the Cathedral's fallen down,
… The greatest human's population.
Just give the right to take its way,
Give an idea and authority.
You won't be able to restore again
The Greatest County from its tragedy.
The crowd
© Copyright: Любовь Мозолевская, 2006
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