Propagandist Poem by RENATA GERS

the strength of his convictions

was so great

that they thought that God came

down and covered

the sky which is still heard

they were bringing ears to melliferous

TV slots

which oozed nectar on their

aching lips

the bile flowed over flowers

and the red to their hearts

and they believe someone who

they do not know

but he knew that you had to fill

the void

in the words and give them

a new meaning

so fed up with slogans and give

tribute stones