Painted Ones Poem by Igor Severyanin

Theyre 'red' today, and theyre 'white' tomorrow -
Ah, no tapestry! No flowers, this!
Tiresome to me to the point of nausea,
Small people hideous and turned to beasts.

Lowly today and tomorrow lowly,
Today the thieves and tomorrow too.
Vile scoundrels now and vile scoundrels formerly,
Will provoke any revolt for you.

Ideas foolish, dreams, all in vanity,
That in their theory is way to god.
They all are colorless in their entity -
Today theyre 'white' and tomorrow 'red'!