The unrecognized hero
And I died in the womb.
And here I wander senselessly
Among the cemetery tombstones.
I'm between heaven and earth -
He stopped at a crossroads.
And I'm waiting for them to come for me
With the judge's harsh sentence.
Yes, I'm wrong. My fault.
But I shouldn't have been born!
Alas, not to avoid losses,
When you escape from prison.
I may not be born, but I am a hero!
Don't you know, ignoramuses,
What am I, sacrificing myself,
Gave you love and gave you hope.
I gave you back what was stolen in a moment.
I did, but I shouldn't have.
Got the price of all the details.
Worked without sparing effort.
I'm like Prometheus chained,
But not to the rock - to the native land.
Here I am, and the black, grim Raven
Resigned to our prison.
There will be no - I understand - life.
And there is no purgatory or Paradise.
But I'm not ready for reproach
And to hell with nine circles.
I deserved it. Turn right,
When the left exit was.
Now I am ready to be punished.
Trembling: to fear. But he deserved it.
Well, Don't mention it like that.
And, though you don't know the face,
In the consciousness of his shoving,
Remember me-a fighter.
24.10.2019.
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