Шаполова Анастасия
7 класс А
МБОУ "Гимназия№8"
г Рубцовск Алтайский край
учитель английского языка -
Чеснокова Александра Викторовна
“There took place war.”
The terrified and bloody war took place,
The stories of old people are still full of war that met in face
It seems to me then: its world Euclidean not -
The world so strange we’re brought.
I thought, life is simple and is long so much,
But life is short and isn't simple as a tender touch.
And I go through myself as if an archeologist,
Have got to deepest bottom of my layer gist...
I would fill up to wounded throat by all I’ve worried
All those sufferings that drove crazy,
Was hold apart, was broken as if a cup
Through terrible furrows’ soil that bored.
There the words that were floating
As at timber rafting the logs had rushed
People! I can’t any more to be silent cause words’ rotting
I beg about only word to tell you – please, listen, oh, God!
I would demand. Oh, be so kind and let me say
Before a crowd or when I am alone.
I was exhausted. I’d try to open the depth of chasms,
That opened to me in seventeen as baring drams.
I don't wish anything - no more.
I would pay with my own forces.
It’s very great award I’d bring as crosses!
And suddenly there is a word inside
That will demand the birth on light.
