Владимир Шустов - Не ищите снаружи ответы
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There is no more sense in hiding your eyes, casting a hypocritical look under your feet. Think that everyone around you should only,
It's time to finish this masquerade
In the arena of once a great, non-exposed country.
We have not reached the marginal line for not the first year -
Well, we open the cards? Otherwise, the point was to start playing?
Of course, as always someone else is to blame, not you!
Why move to the goal when you can whisper and murmur plaintively?
We spit on the laws of the universe, but we listen to doctors ...
And we are afraid to wet the mantu ... we become hostages of false speeches,
Asking to give us another lie, for example, there.
We sail each in our boat,
But many do not have enough steering.
We have eternal traffic jams in our souls and cities.
We are players. By the way, the tiger will never play the role of a donkey ...
Everyone thinks that he is a defenseless cat or cat,
But inside everyone sits a lion or a tigress.
But you need to dig deeper, open a little,
Having discarded all these boring fake faces.
Why for breakfast instead of coffee or tea
Do not drink a couple of mugs of joy or happiness?
And to wear a pleasant smile instead of displeased grimace?
Can I explain this to me? Otherwise I don't understand
This very common human mistake!
Some say: “It's time to finish living:
After all, someone did not add the May calendars!
After all, you need to dump responsibility to others.
We live from hearing to hearing, but it would be necessary from dawn to dawn ...
We like a horse without a saddle - on each bump, the ass is burning with fire.
While we were sleeping, the soul went somewhere. We shout after her: "How could you?!"
But there is always a chance to start first and go back.
In the pen for sheep there is always someone who drives them.
In our world of closed hearts, everyone chooses its place.
Sometimes he doesn’t even notice that the owner is not in the house,
And some shameless scoundrel.
We have a roof above our head and there are still four walls around.
Just imagine that many have nowhere to live!
And we cry everything, as if we live during the war ...
And we would enjoy life, just live and love ...
Perhaps the seas and oceans are filled with human tears?
And water heals the lands of our wound. Try to answer this question yourself.
Although I will not hide: I am interested in what you have on your mind.
After all, what is always attracted to others in the head.
People cannot understand: in the summer we are too hot, in winter it is always cold.
All that the Universe gives is all the drain. When we are full, we say that we are hungry.
When we are sad, we say that everything is fine. Although we take your eyes away.
This happens when almost every cell is not full of light, but falsehood.
On the escalator we stand on one side,
As if showing our cohesion,
But if it becomes bad for you or me, do not wait for help.
Even in our eyes doom ...
And we mired from head to toe in shit ...
What do you want? Nowadays, "My hut from the edge" -
Getting up on someone’s path, you get into the sight,
And no one will know anything
Because someone on top of it wanted.
By the way, while those who below will not want to rise as high as possible,
They will not rest against the clouds, but only on a holey roof.
Okay, it's time to finish, talked and enough.
Just remember that everyone in this life has their own path and their own rock.
That there is not enough space on the ark.
Thank you for listening, for the dialogue (or a monologue?).
Nobody should give a vow for anyone.
Sometimes from reading my own lines I want to press the trigger ...
But it's good that I don't have a gun ...
By the way, a lot of important is in verses and in life between the lines ...
Only in our brain are all fears and prohibitions ...
The final word was taken from me by the epilogue,
He says: do not look for answers outside.