god left us

No mound, no grave

Maybe ash on a wind

Or the putrescent corpse

In the ditch, he will leave,

After hours and days,

After years and decades

Which were passed

Like a moment filled

With the endless unsafe.

Many thoughts made the crops

Of astonishing things,

But the death equalized

All the losers and winners.

Nothing more, only quantum

Of suffered soul

God left us in the drop

Of the sad song.