10 years after
To my cat Usama, with the longest whiskers,
The thunder-storm of careless birdies, with love,
it is devoted …
The person desert goes,
In a beard and glasses protective
He of the Faith the Defender
And Allah him leads!
As behind an animal,
They are hunting after him
In democracy playing demons,
Not Only the Near East
Is a Zone of Strategic Interests.
He is rich, has friends
And, with the Destiny
Does not play.
To devilish “green pieces of paper”
He bravely The War declares!
He has undertaken attempt
To explain, what is it - Conscience
When all over the world –
Your silence is a Low Act.
He wanted to tell only:
Repent, hear me …
Also has shuddered The Harlot*
From fire flying from the sky.
Now closely to enter gates,
And, for him, - as through lobe
Of a needle
And in the History Modern
To become The Cornerstone!
Also the wanderer strides further,
Obedient to Will Supreme
He walks through deserts,
Of the selling world the exile.
To " Dead souls “, indifferent, full
From eagle height
Has shown conformists, non-believers:
Tomorrow a victim can become YOU!
They lived for the sake of a profit,
As well as you, the fan of reading.
Accidentally became ashes and a dust,
Nothing having had time to understand.
For a low life of them, for false
To punish the God should,
The person has facilitated His burden–
Slightly, as has managed, has helped.
In moustaches smiling in a kind way,
In clothes, speeches simplicity,
Has sent « begun to rot apple »
In the Hell
that crucifies the Christ!
*Маt. 7-13, 14; 19-24; 21-42, 44.
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