I’m full of endless thoughts,
I think they’d reach the stars
Connected in one strait
Sometimes peculiar line
With many stupid spots,
With moons and suns, and Mars,
By me or someone made
And surely with the mine.
I didn’t mean to hurt
The human beings or Earth
And fill my thoughts with arms
And frightening content,
But they are so alert
That easily give birth
To sсenes of wars, alarms,
A dreadful sudden end.
Among them rivers flow,
For their lives creatures fight,
And buds just burst with leaves
That make the world green,
And winds that often blow –
I think they really might –
With help of brave retrieves
Bring back a wonder scene.
With moons and suns, and Mars
© Copyright: Ирина Лерова, 2026
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