Voting
Athenians, take off your dreaming,
This is a voting situation!
The ballot box had caught your meaning,
It is a touchstone for the nation.
Do you remember Henric Ibsen?
With whom your poet’s soul is crying,
The modern prophet should be dying
Like temporary model gypsum.
Who was Zeus’s indeed?
These hypocrites’ politicians?
Socrates doomed to mortal mission,
Among the demos on the street!
Take the account in accord,
As if were your own gnosis,
The Gods are fire Expirosys
In ballot-crater of the world!
© Copyright: Аргутинский-Долгорукий А.И., 2004
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