Mean equality. Collection ofpoems
Alexander Nevzorov


The collection is called Dirty equality after the name ofthe first poem. And indeed, the Constitution provides equal rights for all citizens, but not everyone can realize them. Article ofthe Constitution No. 40guarantees the right ofcitizens tohousing. And where is it, is this right? The city line inSt. Petersburg has been standing for 37years, today give (if given, ofcourse) housing for those who stood inline until1980.





Mean equality

Collection ofpoems



Alexander Nevzorov



Alexander Nevzorov,2017



ISBN978-5-4485-0004-6

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Mean equality


		Iwent tothe store yesterday
		The Constitution
		Before the fortieth article
		Very quickly, Ireached

		Here about the right tohousing
		About me, eh-my
		Homeless for life Icarry
		Proudly your title

		There is no roof or corner
		The share ofthe bomb ishard
		Without apropiska youre afriend
		Worse than anygoat

		At work do nottake
		Without apiece ofpaper,
		You can not become unemployed
		It is not necessary andhere

		And you can notvote
		You can only chewfood
		What is given from the TV screen
		Yes, drinkingwine

		And the damned courts
		Not syudy, but all the tudas
		And the homeless vagabond
		Only towait from them troubles

		Constitution, Hooray!
		Ihave long beentime
		Tohave any accommodation
		But there arose ahole

		Asmall such flaw
		Constitution for those
		Who is the most equal toall
		Who is the average ofmany

		The rest ofall from the screw
		The situation is simple
		The Lawis
		And behind the Right is Emptiness

		Homeless unhappy waiting for acorner
		Constitution the needle
		Do not sit down better
		Wait for the end, everything will hide thefog




Shooted Boeing


		Malaysian Boeing Falls
		Beech missilehit
		God inheaven at thistime
		Probably slept soundly

		God do not disturb invain,
		Man is just alouse
		Here is yourvote
		Plus even morelies

		Who is toblame for the execution
		Can switchman fromwat
		Or the one from the TV screen
		What always screams Viva

		You just did not say anything.
		And your quay iscalm
		After all, not you then arocket
		The life ofpeople easily finished

		There will be arighteous judgment ofGod
		The defendants will be brought tothehall
		Scarcity and swagger
		They will not be saved from torture

		Its your fault, and you andI
		We repent, friends
		So after all with ablack stone inthe heart
		It is impossible tolive absolutely




The Crimea


		Peninsula (island) Crimea
		Aghost, aghost, asmoke
		Will you be close anddear
		Or will you be astranger?

		Everyone shouted here Krymnas
		With saliva and squeal asmuch
		Who was silent and shrugged his shoulders
		Take those on apencil

		Far, but the output is simple
		We will build the best Bridge
		Tothe oligarch privileges
		Ungainly mobile tothepost

		Bloom our newland
		Enjoy, lightup
		How tosit under the udder
		Desnys inthe blood yourself ripoff

		Crimea you are mine for alongtime
		And Ican say one thing
		On you who warms his hands
		Iprobably do notcare




The Black River


		Do you remember our last evening
		How brightly the dawn burned
		It seemed like an unnecessary meeting
		The words were said invain




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