Slava Olchevski

Rookie - 20 Points (1964 / St.Petersburg, Russia)

Oh, Dear Mother - Poem by Slava Olchevski

Oh, dear mother
I lost my brother
He is alive and well
But as far as I can tell
To see me he has no desire

Oh, dear mother
My younger brother
I have to confess
Can care less
If nieces miss their uncle

Oh, dear mother
Please, tell my brother
He could be smart
But a life with no heart
Not a life, but a worst nightmare

Oh, dear mother
I love my brother
Dmitri, Dmitri
Nu chto ze ty pravo…

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 24, 2011

Poem Edited: Friday, May 20, 2011

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