A letter from a future world
'Cause thoughts of mine fills sorrow...
To you, who lives tonight here,
I write you - Your Tomorrow.
I am Your World in future.
Can't wait for us to meet!
Like sometimes me and you did
Inside your hopes and dreams.
But I'll suppose with horror:
What if that day will come
Not like you've wished tomorrow
But like it did someone?..
What if some'd wish me frightful
And horrible life way?..
And what if staying silent
You'll let it, just obeyed?..
I ask you so anxious,
'Cause I depend on you:
-"What to I must get ready?..
What life for me you'll choose?
How can I call myself?.. How?
What I would be? What kind?
Am I the peaceful shelter,
Or boiling heart of fight?.. "
I ask you, I can't wait more!
So say, say in full voice!..
I ask you - I, that's patient
Been, waiting for your choice. . .
Yes, me - to "perfect" rising,
Or splashed to cruel "wild"...
- "What I would be?", I ask you
From everywhere around: from
The plans you're building, out of
Your hopes... And from an eyes of
A growing pure child...
My fate is in your hands now.
You'll choose - with what I'm filled:
With lies, with fights, and hatred?..
Or with a clear, Saint real ?
You choose - the worse?.. or better?..
So choose it with your soul !
And now I end my letter
Yours, loving
Future World. "
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