And the skeletons were already scraping into the sky,.
Large similar colors.
From the stench in the meadow, in the fragrant heat of summer,.
Hardly did not become bad for you.
Charles Baudelaire, "Padal", the book "Flowers of Evil") Despite the emergency situation that affected the editorial board of the Obkom in a stormy environment and which will last, perhaps, for another couple of days, we decided at least briefly to air this significant for all Ukrainians day.
THE FRUIT OF EVIL I want to not just die - I do not mind really stupid to die, But so that the walls of the Kremlin stink, To sigh there was not a gasp.
So that around me and the mausoleum, Beneath the walls of bloody bricks, I Were fluttering along that avenue What with the busts of the dead executioners.
And it is better at the foot of the Spassky tower To cut the common toilet from the logs, With a deep pit, deeper than the abyss terrible - Here let there and drop my skeleton.
So that among the vomit of the Russian people, Among the spittles, cigarette butts and shit Sits for a great need freaks And that was those freaks to hell.
... Suppose, midnight. And from the mausoleum Some wonderful aroma has come:.
There was a smell of candles, frankincense, and oil..
It is clear - this is Patriarch Kirill.
Has ascended. Vossel, as if on the throne, the Guardian of the bonds, traditions and foundations.
And with him one more - a security guard, or what?.
No, I see - Tikhon is this, Shevkunov.
(That same Tikhon, if anyone does not know, is the personal priest of the Kremlin's Poole!.
That all sins that Pujlu forgives And allows you not to fear evil).
Blessings asking from Cyril, Squat at the right, having built an aphedron ... And then at Spasskaya zero clock struck Under the chiming chimes of the chime.
Crossing over all the canons of faith, Thought about the perishable two pop ... And then I'm from below: "Strunko, ofitseri!.
On the Red Square battalion UPA! "Cyril jumped and stood at attention Ducking into the hole. There was a patriarch - and no.
And Tikhon followed "Bulk! "In the hole assortment, Where the hooligan-skeleton is laughing.
: (2019 g. , a guide on Red Square in Moscow: "... and to the right of the Monument to Minin and Pozharsky, near the Spassky Tower, we see a monument to two more great companions of the faith of Moscow - Patriarch Kirill and Metropolitan Tikhon. This work of the sculptor Tsereteli depicts the saints killed innocently by the Maidan Bandera at the time of their martyr's death ... ").