Сry of dying world
I want to hear the people’s voices,
Of every nation in the world.
Whether they want to have their choices,
Or just to be the wild horde?
They kill each other for religion,
And for ideas do combat.
Take a thought now for single smidgen,
Is it so really worth of that?
The violence is a tool of power,
The real gainful kind of sway.
While slaves are storming hostile tower
And die in barbarous gun play,
Their owners with their gold-full pockets
Will never stop: greed has no ends,
So they will order launching rockets
With aim to ruin peaceful lands.
And they will never hear their Lords,
And wouldn’t ever pray or swear.
And they would raise up their swords,
Instead of beating them in ploughshare.
(2016)