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Dmitry Bykov. Poet and citizen-2021
When you already found yourself in a coffin, behave completely free there
CITIZEN
... no one believes that Sazha is Bela.
Surey everywhere, as Palanik would say.
But someone should do things-
Write, speak, be elected to parliament!
The Foundation* already has no yard or cola,
And God with him! I managed to learn well -
More appropriate small things to do,
As long as he sat down in power.
Not everyone is given the temperament of the fighter.
Going to protests is a dubious method.
We will endure without losing face
As long as this one languishes.
Someone, of course, can no longer be saved.
Public policy, maybe the cover,
But there are students! Ministry of Traffic! Youth!
Kuzminov is not - but the tower remained!
Naturally, a "tower" is a good thing
They will hardly call - but think, friendly:
No one will challenge that Putin is sinister,
But everyone understands that Patrushev is worse.
Draw demonstrators always practicing
And hundreds of patients, deprived and old
Someone needs to be taught and treated,
While your hero is resting on the bunks!
As long as the ray of good is allowed,
Which agents could not enter,
Erzats-opposition will be cheerful:
Not all Taliban ** - Sislibs are needed!
It is clear that you can no longer turn Mumu,
But hares do not interfere with the Mazama,
And if for this he needs
Fall the hemisphere - we run out.
Let the Washington Central Committee send slogans -
We must believe the arguments and facts,
And you need to do something while while
In the zone, this is burning ... Well, how is it ...
And it pouted, a bad person?
After all, this is all not in the name of the career,
And the victim in the name of cripples and colleagues.
Go to the Internet and see examples.
We were so so at the last ray,
We saved so many from slums and rags,
Gregory alone is not smeared in anything,
And this one ...
POET
Are I against it?
Do I offer you a struggle?
Of course, I am also a big extravagance, but
When you were already in the coffin -
A behave completely free there.
Floating on the Titanic on an eternal night,
You can at least collect a rally under the flagpole,
At least to take himself to the hold parliament,
Arrange at least a fight, at least dancing, at least something,
You can let the water on the surface
At least garbage, at least a scream, at least a bottle with greetings,
And Lesha is floating on the same ship,
Having appeared there voluntarily, with a ticket.
So do what you want, at least drink, even fornication.
Already behind the stern, both Paris and Reykjavik,
And all the turns are already behind
And the iceberg will not make you complaints.
In the grave of the sea, enmity is inappropriate,
All elections will lose meaning behind the edge.
Citizen (timidly)
Listen, will anyone come out?
Poet (indifferent)
Yes.
CITIZEN
And who is it?
POET
We will not recognize.