Down with!

Western brothers

Staraya lyrebones
could
face of war
enviable beauty.
In a hike -
to the feat,
with orchestra and choir!
The girls stare
for gold forms.
Through the lips in a smile,
through the stars of the eyes -
pass
hussars

a mustache

.

In the battle, pogartsuy -
and you
for prowess
ranks are handed,
epaulettes
and area.
And if you want -
die
under nuclear hail, -
you
centuries
a refund will be honored.
Someone
and today
merino
picks up,
chewing
poetic bits:
"Beautiful,
in all the beautiful,
they

they carried their bodies ... "

Is it really beautiful?
Mercy to you
for these same
beautiful things!
Poets ennobled
war and militarism
must be
poet
spat upon and debunked.
War -
it's the wind
cadaverous cadaver.
War -
factory
for the manufacture of beggars.
Grave
immense
in depth and breadth,
hunger,
mud,
typhus and lice.
War -
rich
banks of money,
but to us -
crutches
castanet shade.
War -
order,
war -
manifesto:

• Love
  prosthesis
  wives and brides! -
  On the whole planet,
  comrades people,
  Declare:
  There will be no war!
  And when you need
  piles
  rulers and governments
  exterminate
  for peace
  in the whole world,
  the proletariat-
  the world
  the herald and the seer -
  Do not stop
  before that!
  1929

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