Have mercy on us, our Lord!

Let us get free of the devil,

A good life we could afford.

And have our own vessel.

 

Let the hearts for dears

Never know the pain!

Let them avoid their fears,

Have an umbrella in the rain.

 

Bitterly cries the sky,

We forgot how to live,

Our health we can’t buy,

In truth, we hardly believe.

 

It looks like we were bought,

The whole world was sold.

Hunger and poverty were brought.

People forgot how peace to hold.

 

Everyone cares about themselves

Fights for their dearest happiness.

Everyone waits for the kind elves,

The soul is a guest feeding loneliness.

 

We stopped believing the news,

We measure our lives in dollars.

We more believe in abuse

Than to those who are smaller.

 

We will never buy the child’s smiles,

We were wrong when we sold our souls.

Today we live in quite different styles.

Only by fighting for life, we achieve goals.

 

We cry when we have the debts.

We laugh getting funny money.

We become rich by having pets

Calling them: You are my honey.

 

If only I could have wings,

I could fly like a bird in the sky.

Forgive us the sky kings,

It becomes cold to fly.

 

©Larisa Rzhepishevska