[alicemirr]

Alan Silitoe

Creation



God did not write.

He spoke.

He made.

His jackknife had a superblade –

He sliced the earth

And carved the water,

Made man and woman

By an act of slaughter.



He scattered polished diamonds

In the sky like dust

And gave the world a push to set it spinning.

What super-Deity got him beginning

Whispered in his ear on how to do it

Gave hints on what was to be done?

Don’t ask.



In his mouth he felt the sun

Spat it out because it burned;

From between his toes – the moon –

He could not walk so kicked it free.



His work was finished.



He put a river round his neck,

And vanished.

Comments

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гм.. не ожидал такого от вас, честно говоря.. особенно последнюю строчку =) или вы с ней не сильно согласны ?

[alicemirr]

Ктулху ))))))))))))))))

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alicemirr расценивать как согласие ? )))