Andrey Voznesensky

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Evangelists were wrong in claiming:
it was to heaven that His hands He stretched

when legionaries, the metal-brained men,

into the flesh the metal pins had fetched.



Let’s shake our hands, it’s time for separation!

He was prepared now for resurrection,

He stretched His hands turning his eye

to the two thieves on crosses nearby.


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Dear colleagues, I m so happy:
nowadays when all is well

I’m the only one who happens

to be criticized like hell.



I’m a black sheep. No objection,

for my living does make sense

‘cause I set off the perfection

of my flawless author friends.