I beg to stop the evil madness,
But was impressed with empty gifts
Without finding causal nexus
With cruel endless down drifts.
How can I be so jerk and blind?
Sellout people are bad to trust.
Now scorched earth is left behind.
But nevermind! One more blast!
There is no reflection in the mirror -
Only dirty spots and drops of blood.
No aspiration, no more fear.
The indifference with any cut.
So I betrayed the world of people,
The slave has no a way to stop.
We are so greedy, stupid, sheeple -
The sellers into devil’s shop.
I killed my destiny and soul.
You see it clear! Just don’t mess!
At nights I hear from black hole
The screaming voices of the death.
There is no reflection in the mirror -
Only dirty spots and drops of blood.
No aspiration, no more fear.
The indifference with any cut.
(Октябрь 2025)
Reflection
© Copyright: Алексей Мандельштам, 2025
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