Wasted effort, unnecessary fight,
Who goes to slaughter - no price,
Trampled down to the soles toe,
Quickly shoot - while in a row.
Spewing curses by a beautiful mouth,
Shaking the faith by rotten womb,
Torturing hands - digging the ice,
Picking land - not paying a price.
Stabbed himself into veins,
Carefully led on thin ice,
Forgiving those, who play the game,
Another, is for what to blame.
Needle into the veins
© Copyright: Павел Богданов, 2011
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