Friday, September 15, 2006

Broken Mirror Pieces of Moscow

BedTime's Quote[114]:
"Make a soul happy a day, and the world will be happier everyday" --[x] [Social-Understanding].

"Human Babies are peaceful, but when they grow up they make wars or just protest in streets" --[x] [Political-Understanding].

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Broken Mirror Pieces of Moscow.

We are the waste of Communism,
Our Fathers hated Capitalism,
Broken Pieces Of mirrors
We are,
Dirty And Dark like tar,
In life we can't travel so far,
Our Voyage in the Volga,
A sails-less ship sinking so slow,

We reflect nothing
A Dark matter in the universe,
Most of it unknown,
The rest, the slightest, is seen on TV.
While we die, got burred,
In flat nameless graves,
Where no one else can see,
So they can finally say;
"Our World is the perfect one"
Copyright@[x]
Influenced by [z].

Note: the poem is written to the homeless bums children in the Russian's capital, Moscow. Many of them die daily, no homes nothing just drinking Vodka and inhaling glues, while their government focuses on so-called Terrorism wars, or rebuilding Lebanon, and so on, superpower countries should care about their own people before looking at the next door neighbor's problems.

Good Night Dear Readers.

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