Crown and cap

I remember the Tsar -
and words fade away.
The spirit will take,
and if just "main".
And the king -
not easy
throughout the chapter,
but even -
two-headed.
He was sitting
in the crown halo,
king of people and birds ...

  • this is the rank! -
    and as it should
    in the eagle's role,
    beak and claw
    on living sharpened.
    Sharps
    yes mowing eyes are formidable!
    Lord
    life and treasury.
    And whistled
    in each
    numb place
    weave
    czarist manifestos.
    "We! we! we!
    Nicholas second!

two-headed overlord

Russia-Prison
and other tartarars,
king of Poland,
the prince of Finland,
prince of estland
and the Baron of Courland,
mocking
day and night
over Russia
peasant and working ...
And so on,
And so on,
And so on…"
Ten years
have passed -
and no.
Memory
about the past
time robbed ...
Head of Rusey,

  • I see -
    children

Shkrabitsa shows

rooms
rheumuseum.

  • Look,
    pupils
    calligraphy and drawing,
    here this piece of paper -
    royal repudiation.
    I'm supposed to,
    with my people -
    quits.
    Get a mandate
    without any red tape.
    As befits
    His Majesty,
    signed,
    put an outgoing number -
    and died.
    And went
    on the heavenly
    table cloth,
    leaving
    grandmothers
    legs and horns.
  • And this ...
    you will not understand -
    chair or table,
    with canopies from all sides?
  • These are kids,
    was called "the throne
    fatherland "
    or -
    "throne".
    "Bad furniture!" -

as Bebel said

.

"And what kind of reins are these,
and are ripped and simple? -
Shine children
with delight and anguish.
"And this, children,
was called
"Reins
government ".
Crown -
here this night pot,
diamonds pood -
you will grow tired of wearing. -
And the children frown:

  • Not good!
    Cap and gentler
    and much more beautiful.
    Very inconvenient such a crown ...
    Aunt,
    but what is this a crow?
    Double-headed eagle
    at number five.
    Broken beak,
    clipped claws.
    As you can see,
    both necks are crumpled ...
    Hush, children,
    Do not touch with your hands! -
    And they look
    with surprise
    Manki da Vanyatki
    on the disheveled
    king's manas.
    1927

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Try to make something original, something that comes from you. I would read it whit pleasure.
Trata de hacer algo original, algo que provenga de ti. Yo lo leería con gusto.