When the minutes gentle quiet
And you can create love poems,
Why write protest poems
And this create problems for yourself?
To write about someone's misfortune, pain and a moan,
That somewhere the blood of the innocent flows;
Why ruin a voluptuous dream
Since the pendulum of troubles to you won't swing?
And genuine care about themselves
That it was only good to you,
Why take the chance and call to fight,
And spend the muses precious word?
Your eyes will not become less radiant
Due to the fact that somewhere there is no bread...
But you're not an amoeba and not a worm,
A man under God's sky!
20. 10. 2017.
Poet and conscience
© Copyright: Максим Черников, 2017
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