Victor Sklyarov

Rookie (1 June 1953 / Leningrad (Saint-Petersburg))

Don Quixote


I’m looking forward to the greatest of all loves
I do not see it yet, but I feel its approach
Despite my age, my health and previous vows,
A knight without fear and reproach.

I am not new – were many men before
Worthy the title “knight” by deeds and not by birth
My deeds are only words or statements or
Just position in the situations worth

Career only, or money, few times – life
But that’s what counts is a readiness to loose
All that you have and risk a dive
Into a stream and not peruse

The chances to survive just as you see the threat
To the insulted and humiliated people.
Injustice stream is turbulent and dread.
It’s difficult to swim crosscurrent ripple.

I am exhausted and the scores aren’t even
Eternal battle can’t be won but I don’t care
I don’ expect reward I could be given
I have got used to snobbery and sneer.

But what I hope without any reason
Before I’m hanged for some invented treason
The Lady of my dreams despite all lies
Would glance at me with loving eyes.

Submitted: Saturday, February 07, 2009
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