2022.03.22.
It's prayer again
Sir! It is ridiculous to shed tearssitting in the quiet warmth of my room
for foreign, seemingly distant fates
look, I am grinding my throat
but my voice just falls silent in
nothing. My complaint trembles quietly
'Have mercy, God!' I'm just moaning
to you 'Why did you give guns instead of piety?'
Can not catch up with common sense never
I was not able ... I didn't want to, perhaps
that human against human if clever
what kind of power leads?
That was the beginning and it will be the end.
I can't delete it!
I can't wash it!
from my forehead the mark of Cain.