The Earth death is the end of everyone of us:
The planet body’s shivers
Can squeeze us in hell depth.
“Save me from wars and spy, like from a painful cuss” –
Land cries with tears of rivers
And speaks with ravines lips.
The health of our land is my unbreakable bet.
I’m not your mental sponger
And not your world’s celeb –
I’m secret… to feel me, you must turn off the Net,
Cose friendship’s bird is stronger,
Than weakly spyware web.
