Hatred

Люда Титаренко
     Hatred*

I hate men's lie,
That never dies.
I hate such men,
Who  ruined our plans,
Who break our dreams
Like stormy winds.

Once more my life
Convinced me,
That ways are wide,
But not for me...

I have no chance
To help my friends.
Have you seen anywhere
Such petty end?

My comrades!
What are you afraid?
Your voices -
It's like stormy waves!
And if you want -
You'll break the wall,
Decide all problems,
Reach your goals!!!
..............................

Yours minds - in fog,
Yours mouths are shut,
Nobody knows
What's in yours hearts ...

I ask you - rise!
Be brave, but wise!
In crazy time
For truth your fight!!!

1985
Ukraine

*Ненависть. (Hatred. Авторский перевод) http://stihi.ru/2020/06/08/792