To fall and to die
Under drunk fence,
Feet in the thorns,
Head to shit.
People will be held,
And say loud and modestly:
"What it has brought?
Can the system that we are all crushed,
Can steel syringe needle
Maybe the one who builds us and governs,
And then lead the ".
I do not want to understand anything,
This question turned out to be a foregone conclusion.
It was difficult
Each morning, wake up
See it in the sky,
Through your grill.
To fall and to die
© Copyright: Иван Земляков, 2017
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