A Left Hand Made Verse 2

People do not choose foreign cities. A foreign city can be discovered even in your own town, - it means when you pass by and it is impossible to recognize people. Look, a baby is lying at my feet, it is drown in the blood. Look, streets have made justice easy. And bread has eaten justice, And a man was counting. And justice was eaten by bread And bread by blood And blood was sent to the earth. And quaked the earth. It was earthquake. My homeland – it’s this glass full of blood Now you and me will drink this glass of blood-and-wine We will embrace each other and then… You will cut off my shoulder. You will cut off my shoulder as you have not the third shoulder because the third shoulder you are yourself And you could not bend yourself for me to lean upon. I will put ashes speechlessly into my stung mouth, and everything that is left from our love I will leave on the top of the tongue.