The Choice
It's all in vain,
What can I say?
We are betrayed
by politicians, voting, polls,
by the trespassers we all know.
We scream within: Save our souls.
We, high and dry, still high and low.
But do we really have no chance
to take a sweeter taste of life?
For we prefer new bitter ends
or eating peppers, salt and chive.
With Hobson's choices of a few,
we are so glad of being blind
that which is bitter to endure
we'll not be able to remind.
I wish we'd build a paradise
and run full chisel just to move
with feeling glad of being nice.
Lord! Is it difficult to do?
August 18/19, 2007
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No, man, it isn't... but for few :):):)
You are among the rest of folks
Who harm themselves in evening talks :(:(:(
I'm kidding, buddy. Don't take it so hard. Your lines are impressive and you deserve applaude indeed. I wonder if it happens this life...
Игорь Евтишенков 07.12.2007 01:27 Заявить о нарушении
I don't usually take any words really hard, at least I hope so :)
"I wonder if it happens this life..."
I don't know and I don't, actually, care :)
Sincerely yours :))
Алексей Костромин 07.12.2007 15:25 Заявить о нарушении