Aleksander Rybczyński "The Red Button" - fragment “Poetic Chronicle”
date: July 09, 2024 Editor: Editorial
Poet Aleksandr Rybczyński, friend of Solidarnych2010, thank you very much for the unpublished poem sent.
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Aleksander Rybczyński
Red button
fragment “Poetic Chronicle”
08.07.2024
Poland under the dome
plastic bag
He leans over his homeland
pale face of ghost clouds
courageously look into the eyes of the Evil One
But most of them vanish in spas.
pharmaceutical advertising and wrapped
in the scarf you go to the news game are
good people go to death with only injections
weather forecasts and border crossing maps to the world
The lost illusions of death greet the puppets and
The traitors who are delirious by Caesar's lair do not know
They'll die and end up dancing not with a bang but with a howl
They packed their suitcases, and the backpacks and the firearm give the children of the neighbors to whom already
They'll never look into the eyes of the games and give distant medals, forgetting that
The wrath of the gods will be the unimaginable cartilage of armor and the groans of slaughtered soldiers
They will drown lies in the wilderness of past and the scenery of treaties
They build barracks for abroad troops with all their might to pull a Trojan horse that
is pushed from 4 sides of the planet by comedic politicians beasts
Wars of false philanthropists fallen writers and celebrities
The black mass of the horse's head reaches beyond the light clouds of the body falling
peeling paint and the interior is hollowed out empty full of destruction
and nothingness is all that the theatre of doom and culture has prepared for us
Death that is beautiful and arrogant burns at the stake that is deep in the heart
it is plucked with dirty claws for a laughing stock
Notre Dame Cathedral laser daggers search for further
The victims deserted the cities of common sense on
The heads of reasoning wise men are falling
thrown in the dungeon - somewhere in the ballrooms
dances instigators of war
As children ride a chopper on fork
Apache tanks Abrams with rockets
Pershing and Patriot launchers
They're digging into atomic soil.
bombs have hundreds
billions for stealing
may push
red
button
Aleksander Rybczyński
