Sirtaki Poem by Igor Balatsky
Sirtaki
a wise man says
the day will come
when the last of the Cains
having quenched all his envy
kills the last of the Abels
and then
all the flowers and trees
having sighed of relief
will forget of the roots
and will happily dance
sirtaki
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
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