Liza Sud


A Song About Motherland - Poem by Liza Sud

A Fox walked in the town,
Sometimes she ran abroad.
Fox did not love her motherland,
As midge does not like a bird.

Fox did not see, did not know
The Conciliar soul of Russia.
May be parents have forgotten,
May be they didn’t not account for.

And Homeland - once - was offended,
That fox went away from it.
Since then, the saint protection
fox could not ever feel.

Like mother, she is offended,
That they rest away from her.
And go far for their vacation:
In Asia, or else in Europe.

Leave her without service.
And waste their time for nothing.
And they do not extol her
And do not bring her money.

The Homeland? – What the homeland?
It exists further fine.
With its fields and its copses,
Past time and present time.

With a joyful and bright future
For those who have become saints.
A fox will with her promised bridegroom
Will live in her narrow lair.

The Moral is always banal.
But not understood well:
We receive all from Motherland.
All from us –she will take.



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Лиса ходила по городу,
Бегала за границу.
Лиса не любила Родину,
Как мошка не любит птицу.

Лиса не знала – не видела -
Соборной души России.
Может, забыли родители,
А может, не объяснили.

А Родина – раз – и обиделась,
Что от нее уезжали.
С тех пор лиса покровительства
Больше не ощущает.

Как мать она обижается,
Что отпуск с ней не проводят.
А далеко уезжают:
То в Азию, то в Европу.

Оставят ее без служения.
И время там зря проводят.
Ей не поют восхваления,
И деньги не ей приносят.

А Родина? – что, Родина?
Она существует дальше
С полями своими, рощами,
Прошлым и настоящим.

С радостным, светлым будущим
Для тех, кто станет святыми.
А лиса останется с суженым
В тесной норе-квартире.

Мораль, как всегда, банальна.
Но до конца не понятна:
Все нам дает Родина.
Все и возьмет обратно.

Topic(s) of this poem: mother land


Comments about A Song About Motherland by Liza Sud

  • Daniel Brick (1/24/2016 2:50:00 AM)


    This is an allegory of ingratitude on a very large scale. After being nourished by Mother Russia, the fox abandons his homeland and forgets his deep spiritual connection to Russian land and culture as he seeks the material rewards of the West. It's the Prodigal Son story without the consoling reunion at the end. If only the fox would share with others, he could make a lasting encouragement for good behavior. (Report) Reply

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  • Edward Kofi Louis (12/9/2015 4:10:00 AM)


    Positive morals are needed in life! But, they are not well understood by the acts of negative people. Nice work. (Report) Reply

  • Kumarmani Mahakul (12/9/2015 3:34:00 AM)


    A thought provoking poem shared on motherland. Wisely presented.10 (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 9, 2015

Poem Edited: Wednesday, December 9, 2015


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