Undying tear’s a soul of my creations.
Uneasy flow, non-confluent and timeless...
The subject for this evening’s “Knees & Patience”.
How much is not enough? For what the chime says
the walls of sky are perfect breath`s citations.
A ceiling of dismantled church is mindless,
while cherubim are burnt by godless nation,
when crosses were reforged and souls left rindless.
A grate’s the perfect symbol of God dying
out of the hands of tsars – the public servants,
who knew how to define the sunny squareness.
Who taught them to how spit without implying...?
Who shared belief in freedom and was fervent?
Who dug out brother’s graves for self and neighbors?
June 21, 2010
Sonnet IX
© Copyright: Юрий Лазирко, 2010
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