His book “Close your soul, Ivan” -
is the height of political lyrics!
There he writes about our mental mind,
There on politics flowers are singing.
There he wrote that he was unhappy,
There he wrote that he was alone.
He’s your brother and father, the party
Of your dreams, where he learned about you all.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Solid Write...Fluxive structural movement throughout...~FjR~