Контраст Природы и человека

Контраст Природы и человека

Синее небо.
Жёлтые листья.
И непотреба —
Серые мысли.




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Contrast of Nature and Man

Blue sky is gleaming,
Leaves turning yellow.
Gloomy and dreaming—
Grey thoughts are mellow.



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Drowned in Lies

"Serve a cause!"—they chant and cry,
Preaching duty, selling lies.
Only to your soul comply,
Truth is lost where falsehood thrives.



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The "Strong" One’s Right to Sink in Filth

Only strength can shake the feeble,
So they serve and bow so low.
Now their "land" is drowning deeper,
Drifting in a stream of woe.

Yet their strength is all for show—
Fools can never see the scheme.
Under Evil’s heel, they grovel,
Calling it "protecting kin."

Guarding lies, they sink in deeper,
Locked in cycles of decay.
Beasts above them know it clearer,
Placing scoundrels in their play.

Round and round—the wheel keeps turning,
Breaking minds, yet still they kneel.
Risk is real, but none discern it—
Filth will swallow those who yield.



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Lubok and the Embodied Phantasmagoria

Catacombs, the bombs exploding—
Hell beneath, the foe confined.
Like a lubok, fear corroding,
Clots of madness choke the mind.

Bosch’s visions turn to breathing,
All around—a living curse.
In the veins of some, blood's freezing,
While for others—lice are worse.

New Bosch paints a demon gloating,
Lice grotesque beneath its claw.
Fools and beasts—lines lost, eroding:
Darkness reigns instead of law.



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A Gathering in Hell

The "underground hall" stood bare.
One late demon, in despair,
Looked around—no horns in sight.
All on Earth, all joined the fight.

Lucifer expands his keep,
Building Hell in caverns deep.
Satan’s minions now consist
Of fools who serve the dark abyss.

Scratch their “creeds,” and you'll reveal—
Satan’s mark burns bright and real.
Year by year, it spreads anew—
Nothing here can break through.



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Saving for a Rainy Day

"Save for black day!"—so they preach.
Now it’s here—but fools won't see.
Slaves to evil, dull and meek,
Hoard their lies in misery.

Counting, trusting, full of fear,
Planning decades far ahead.
Yet when shadows gather near,
Falsehoods mark them for the dead.

Darkest day—the mind is dying,
Fading fast, a silent spark.
Most succumb, their souls decaying,
Driven deep to rot in dark.



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In Hell

Nothing’s here for you to find,
Only loss and wasted time.
Yet you wait—some hope remains...
Till the dark grinds out your veins.



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All Talk, No Deed

Endless chatter, action—none,
All dissent is dead and gone.
How to break the fascist scheme—
Global lies in foul regime?



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Ribbons, Wrappers—Child Believes

Bows and wrappers—child believes,
Parents wear no hidden sleeves.
Dad’s so wise, like sages arc—
Takes her strolling through the park.



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Bhutan is Gone

Bhutan is lost,
Nepal fell too,
Drowned in lies—
No nations true.

Just one world,
A fascist guise,
If you dare
To analyze.

One thing left—
A simple key:
Never lie
To yourself. Be free.



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Poisons, Lies, and Silent Crimes

Pesticides and toxic sprays,
Fake diseases take the stage.
Cures are poison, deaths are sold—
Cowards watch, their silence cold.



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