Again, unreasonable fear
Suspiciousness and lack of faith
Self-confidence, the drunk
is laying down wet trench
I dropped a coin into your hand
Then save me from destruction
Now hands of mistress are so far
The other needs her too, alas
That charity has lightly slipped
through fingers, feel no loss at all
Then spare me some good luck,
more warmth…
A measure of upbringing, huh?..
адреса: https://www.poetryclub.com.ua/getpoem.php?id=678801
Рубрика: Філософська лірика
дата надходження 18.07.2016
автор: Jonny Evilko