Before the winter exam
Extremely assembled
With a stony face.
Picked up to the castle
Origin Key
Tanks on the march
They go according to opinion
And humanity turns into mincemeat.
Clutch
Genes are broken
And, with painful zeal,
Where time is strangled
Sparks are trying
Carve from smooth stones,
Don't let up.
Billions depend on thousands
And hundreds from one.
You won't leave the cage
Sizes, you don’t dare send a letter.
A branch will tear you off the ground,
Will not bring you closer to the heavenly borders
Nothing from deadly toys -
Life is a killer.
Semyon Brodetsky Poetry