Оазис
Back home are unsteady sands,
and here is the oasis.
Back home are oppressive trends,
and here is freedom’s basis.
And I would raise my place of birth,
land of my youth, if people
got a respect and have a worth
unlike a screw of vehicle.
But my experience told: – Forget,
this change will never happened.
And therefore I forever left
my homeland for the second.
This land still isn’t paradise.
But life just doesn’t need it.
Well, be alive, be strong and nice,
be honest, brave and nimble.
And when I talk or calmly pray,
when whisper healing mantra,
I always say: My USA,
and do not say: “This country”.
12-05-2015
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