Time was past life

In  the first   & nbsp; day & nbsp; twentieth & nbsp; year,
 In the & nbsp; new year's & nbsp; bustle, 
 Remembered the world in the sixties,
 Past & nbsp; century, in & nbsp; completeness.
 
 Time & nbsp; moved & nbsp; temporary & nbsp; litter,
 Swept away for weeks in & nbsp; sleep,
 I & nbsp; once & nbsp; under the & nbsp; old & nbsp; fence,
 Barked & nbsp; song & nbsp; tied & nbsp; dog,
 
 Millstones & nbsp; starry & nbsp; sky,
 Myalit & nbsp; bare & nbsp; back & nbsp; Land,
 Everything & nbsp; from the & nbsp; past & nbsp; has become & nbsp; ridiculous,
 And & nbsp; burned I  then & nbsp; ships,
 
 A & nbsp; fell in love, as & nbsp; was, not & nbsp; in & nbsp; autumn, & nbsp; & nbsp; Tashkent
 On & nbsp; ditches  snow-covered & nbsp; waters, & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; diesel Repair
 Under & nbsp; cover & nbsp; Uzbek & nbsp; pines & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; plant
 Strode  I  to  old  factory     October Revolution               
                
 I remember being almost & nbsp; amazed,
 Heard & nbsp; hearing & nbsp; engineer & nbsp; and  spec,
 A  in & nbsp; the grave & nbsp; hands & nbsp; crossed,
 Approved & nbsp; there  me & nbsp; father.           1960
                
 Time & nbsp; moved & nbsp; temporary & nbsp; litter,
 And & nbsp; painted & nbsp; mobile  in & nbsp; white,
 After all, & nbsp; not & nbsp; remember & nbsp; sobytie  with & nbsp; reproach,
 If  before  left  in  virgin      
 
 A & nbsp; parent then  still & nbsp; lived,         1959
 Saw off & nbsp; me  as  on & nbsp; business,
 And  father    me    accordion & nbsp; gave.
 Not & nbsp; say that  very & nbsp; hurt,
 
 But  on & nbsp; vacation  something & nbsp; was doing,
 A & nbsp; worked  as & nbsp; loader  in & nbsp; brigade,
 Foreman, so & nbsp; was listed, was,
 And & nbsp; presented & nbsp; after & nbsp; to & nbsp; award,
 
 On the & nbsp; medal, & nbsp; the USSR & nbsp; created,
 "For & nbsp; development & nbsp; virgin land»,
 One of the Soviet measures,
 A & nbsp; now & nbsp; does not & nbsp; have & nbsp; prices.
 
 Here  such & nbsp; part & nbsp; of life & nbsp; stuck,
 Going  always & nbsp; on & nbsp; horn,
 And & nbsp; then & nbsp; & nbsp; suddenly & nbsp; the country & nbsp; disappeared,
 So & nbsp; gone & nbsp; the USSR, our & nbsp; friend.
 
 Not & nbsp; give & nbsp; God, then & nbsp; will happen  with  Russia,
 For & nbsp; peoples & nbsp; life, & nbsp; overnight,
 Let  be & nbsp; she  and & nbsp; the Messiah,
 Humanity & nbsp; Noah & nbsp; ark.
 
 01 & nbsp; January & nbsp; 2020.