Shock and horror, the pain and smoke…

The person, who has blown up world,

a hell of all own defects

has drag at the twenty first century.

Really whether again (like already too much times!)

artful Bible Snake will be

to laugh at people,

and to transform us in herd?!

Again boots will trample

in the dislike the human essence?

Again only an enemies will around -

to nobody you can't look in the eyes?!.

We sow the grief,

but this terrible crop

our grandsons will to reap. -

The truth, if they'll live!..

Really whether we haven't a pity even to them?

My friend, how many thousand troubles we still must drink,

that not only our intelligence could be able to strengthen,

but also our spirit?!.

Really whether our destiny -

only wars and enmity,

and temptation on service of bodies,

and road in the nowhere?!.

You see, that we could interrupt the string of misfortunes:

it's necessary so little:

only to love the world and people, who near,

and from all heart to believe to God.

Shok i ujas, bol' i chad…

Mir vzorvavshiy chelovek

vseh cvoih porokov ad

tashit v dvadcyat' perviy vek.

Neujel' kovarniy zmiy

budet vnov - v kotoriy raz! -

poteshatsya nad lyud'mi,

v stado prevrashaya nas?

Snova vtopchut sapogi

v nelyubov' lyudskuyu sut' ?

Vnov' vokrug odni vragi -

nekomu v glasa vsglyanut' ?!.

Seem gore… A pojnut

vnuki strashnuy urojay. -

Pravda, esli dojyvut…

Rasve daje ih ne jal' ?

Drug moy, skolko tusyach bed

nam esho dano ispit' ,

shtob ne tolko intelekt,

no i duh svoy ukrepit' ?!.

Neujeli nash udel -

tolko voynu i vrajda,

i soblasn na slujbe tel,

i doroga v nikuda?!.

Shtob prervat' neschctiy nit'

nujno ved' sovsem nemnogo:

mir i blijnego lyubit',

i vsem serdzem verit' v Boga.

Lyubov Sirota

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I am a human.

And it is so joyful for me,

that I am a human!

What wonderful and light persons

the each day gives to world!

The people are able to do everything:

to create the worlds - on a pictures,

in music, in a word;

to raise bread and to grow gardens;

to build cities and homes of God…

What Love unites hearts!

What Beauty in each folk!..

But why war does not have the end?

Already the Universe groans from human Evil!..

People sacred words trample in a dirty,

love replace with debauch,

they destroy all…

And the crucifixion of the God on the Earth

too was made by people!

What callous, awful persons

to come in the world each day.

I am a human.

And I have so big shame that

I am a human…

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Ljudyna - ja.

І radіsno menі

tomy, csho ja - ljudyna!

Jakі chudovі postatі jasnі

darye svіtu kozhna dnyna!

Vse vmіjut' ljudy:

stvorjujut' svіty -

na polotnі, u muzytcі, u slovі;

hlіb sіjut' і vyrocshujut' sady:

mіsta budujut' і domy Gospodnі…

Jaka ljubov ob'ednye sercja!

Jaka krasa u kozhnomu narodі!..

…Ale chomu vіjnі nema kіncja?

Azh Vsesvіt stogne vіd ljuds'koї shkody!..

Svjatі slova zatoptujut' v bagnі.

pіdmіnjujut' kohannja bludom,

vse znycshujut'…

І Boga na Zemlі

tezh rozіp'jalu ljudy!..

Jakі bezdushnі postatі zhahnі

z'javljajut'sja na svіtі kozhnu dnynu!..

Ljudyna - ja.

І soromno menі,

csho ja - ljudyna.