I wish to see the change,but not phantom of change.
I wish to see true progress, but not regress.
Why do the hordes follow the leaders
who demonstrate the best way to self-annihilation. ..
Why are these worthless words
about improvement in a couple of years?
For what reason do destiny stroll with steel shield and bludgeon?
Disdain assaults perniciousness and showers
vain guarantees of peace
here and thither.
How is it conceivable to see thriving
in the floating to decay?
What would we be able to say in regards to future?
Taking a gander at the present biting occasions:
What great things can be conjecture?
Everything moves so gradually before the gulping by Black Hole in Collapse.
What is further?
The New Big Bang...The New Universe...
Poetry and Photography by Igor Sufyan-Marinovsky
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