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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I`ve tried to spend my life here bona fide, But almost no one surely realized... Here`s fact which`s worse than offence and than evil - Indifference`s omnipresent, all the time... Don`t walk out with my figure, scratched and beaten? Be sitting hidden, locked from inside? And wispy silver filaments appeared - Evidence of injured soul of mine, Let`s subtly shimmer like a special beauty... I truly love an argent - why conceal? I don`t care about those who`s staring stupid Let`s look who really knows it – what to see. A good and justice – that`s we`re only dreaming. I can not get together with this thing With such a home, accepted usual living Where`s death of human – like a crushed flea! Who chose the path of honor and decency, They`re persecuted, dragged through the courts, But always down the talents authentic Sincerity is fun, lie only rules! The verity and facts are always chased, Hipocrisy and tinsel are extolled Sometimes it happens: found an explaination - What`s even not amusing — simply tosh! Who puts himself too high – he`s empty tinhorn... Those samples are, most likely, overpriced Who does not ask a mercy, needs it clearly Who pleads about – is not too bad their life. Who`s stumbled, walking by – he`s fool skygazer! But innocent, who organized a snare - Who turned his steps, went to the wrong direction, And put his foot – he is in fault himself... I listen, but I don`t hear my great language: Obscenities and ?urse are everywhere... How is it really – love a desperation? A country where all`s rolling to nowhere? I`m ready change to other current shelter, And I`m not searching for a paradise Just where my efforts will be estimated Where each of us can earn a worthy price.
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