Lyudmila Purgina

Freshman - 678 Points (Russian Federation)

The Zone. Butterflies. - Poem by Lyudmila Purgina

Being limited by the Zone, the people -
Are gathered together by the uniform sign...
At the very beginning.
But the aim has changed,
And every thing, every body go aside...

The descendants once were becaming transfixed -
In the Zone, where they were born.
They were becoming numb, as by the cold, in it,
As in a cocoon, coupled together in a strange form.

As the caterpillars - guzzed all the world around,
The whole inner world also...
Untill the time - when they went out,
When they hatched outside as the Butterly's rainbow...

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 17, 2012

Poem Edited: Tuesday, April 17, 2012

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