We've past the point of no return,
There's nothing that can save us,
We'll perish in this Cosmic Storm -
The yellow and the bravest,
The rich with all their might and wealth,
The beggars and the pundits, -
Try as you may - by wit or stealth, -
Тhere is no way around it.
We'll perish - only mess behind
With no one there to mourn us -
Who ever would? - the wretched kind
That turned life into porno -
Or are we? - that is up to you,
But will the answer change the view?..
No Return
© Copyright: Сергей Сливинский, 2020
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