If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you
But make allowance for their doubting too,
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:
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I saw my friends eating scraps,
Rooting in the bins, each in his own,
Enjoying smelly jam and any rotten food.
That my soul cried because I loved the unfortunate --
With their scraps and their manners.
In their misery, bitterness, loved them endlessly.
Tell God that I saw how they went to his holy Church,
Tell him that I heard the preacher promise them a
Bliss in heaven.
But the preacher never was in their shoes.
These unfortunate are going to Hell, something far away from his path.
"Blessed are the poor" - he read without much assurance ...
But they lost their faith, faith in the allmighty heavens.
That this "pastor" got a shiny new Home
Under the cedar tree shadows.
Where peace and contentment keep him protected from the sins and human
That suffering people in pain are waiting for his arrival.
Tell him that I looked everywhere but found him not,
That I prayed the whole night and my soul bleeded, but he did not come.
Say to God, tell him: quit sitting happily in your Paradise
Don't let us stay in this Hell
Because of the suffering, the sick and rejected, with tears
stretch their hands toward him.
Tell him: those poor are waiting for a sign from you.
That the orphans and homeless, the stupid, possessed and exhausted, are waiting for him.
Tell God, oh! Tell him
That he was too long in the cathedrals and the lovely churches
With their modern architecture.
Tell him he was too long in the holy places
Where we pray at His altars
And where there is nobody, only priests.
Tell God: come to the ghetto, oh, tell him: come
This is in russian... if you don't understand it... pass on. I cried on the inside, reading this.
А давай наперегонки до горки? - предложил он ей, предвкушая победу.
- Неа. - отказалась она - Воспитательница сказала не бегать. Попадет потом.
- Струсила? Сдаешься? - подначил он ее и засмеялся обидно.
- Вот еще. - фыркнула она и рванула с места к горке. Потом они сидели в группе, наказанные, под присмотром нянечки, смотрели в окно как гуляют ругие и дулись друг на друга и на воспитательницу.