By Pavel Chichikov
Forty-one kopecks on my desk
The last from ‘91
Even big countries
Like small cattle
Can be driven into tight corners
And spent
Two fifteens
A ten and a one
Aluminum and brass –
Cheap coin
Small change
Engraved with ears of wheat –
Handful of metal
Cheap life, cheap death
These aren't symbols
They're lives
They're people without God
Anyone can take them
Nobody wants them
(Click here to read Pavel Chichikov's amazing Christian epic poem “The Shoulder of the Sun.” You may visit Pavel's website at http://www.greyowlpress.com.)
