When You Received The Nobel Prize - Poem by Liza Sud
When you received the Nobel Prize,
You looked as if you handed it.
And I thought then, that poets love
All people no regard of seat.
Such are the saints - as if there were
people much better than themselves.
So paradoxical it goes.
Lord in humility - exalts.
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