Ballad of Uncontrolled Destruction
A yellow butterfly flew into my eye
A stone tear clung
To the face of an unknown genius
A thought suddenly flew away
Toward another body
Flowers in the evening
Signed a declaration of honor
In favor of an innocent victim
In the morning, the rain washed away arguments
Peace marches became widowed
Strange things are happening
Before the sunrise
A woman from the Cinderella fairy tale
Entered the beauty salon
While her Titian hair
Flowed in the wind
Even after a stalemate
The game hasn’t started yet
Every severed head
Is worth its weight in gold
Happiness received a one-year postponement
The word is radioactive waste
With no chance of burning out
Dreams remain
Parked on a siding
The gloomy landscape changes its face
According to an exact formula
Because nothing is black or white
Colors resist purification