| General Poetry
posted March 21, 2021
Where stupidity and heartlessness meet
How many tears will you shed?
For whom will you cry?
The bell have not ceased to toll,
Night and day.
There is no place in my heart to store memories.
It is better to forget
And wait for one's own turn to close the door after us.
Humanity has become a ridiculous game of dice
In the hands of leaders.
To cling to power and secret nightly bottles of whiskey
Endless grand life, they hide behind humble words
And fake concern.
Once they prayed for the panacea,
And having got it
Gorge themselves on it in the garb of angels
And let the mass to steam.
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