Fyodor Sologub (1 March 1863 – 5 December 1927 / St. Petersberg)
All The World's Ruled By A Dragon
All the world's ruled by the Dragon -
Fiery, mad, wicked, perverse.
Let me praise him with a humble,
Daring and ironic curse:
You, destruction-bringer, ordered
The damp swamps to show your power;
You brought forth the trees and grasses
Growing into leaves and flowers.
All things flying, all things crawling
You made - though their time is brief.
Those aware and those ambitious
You doomed to the harshest life.
You moved and clouds started floating . . .
You chased winds along the land,
So your kisses, deadly scorching,
Would not sear before you planned.
And your orders can't be cancelled;
You have no mercy to bring.
You rule and don't hear our begging.
You don't love. You kill each thing.
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