What Kind Of Man You Are? - Poem by Liza Sud
in silent woods you made a path,
and broke the song of birds,
I'll tell you it is very bad,
your deeds - completely wrong,
You have stirred up and muddied spring,
and by this fish was scared,
you broke cane, bent the reeds,
you are a smart aleck.
Live like a bull in china shop,
and don't feel any guilt,
As if you're the boss in World
and you created it,
How nice that the stars are above
your wrong and stupid acts
And watching silently from height -
What kind of man you are?
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