Reitan

Vbyite mene, ne Vitchyznu lyshen,
Chuyetsya i dosi shche holos Reitanu,
Spalena soncem, omyta doshchem,
Vichno slozamy prosolena rana.

Skazesh – derzava – i znov zabolyt,
Vichno u pokrytkah, vichno propashcha,
Chom sered nas na maidani stoyit
Tilo posichene z hashchiv v Tarashchi?..

Inshe otruyene vze promovlya:
Horu vzyaly my razom nad brehneyu,
Ta vid brehni bozevoliyu ya,
Vsi na maidan, ale kozen z svoyeyu.

Vsi za ideyu i vsi ne berut,
Maize svyati i u vsih chysti ruky,
Vsi spovidayutsya holosom Krut
I kozen raz zaklykayut do zluky.

Chto z bahatiye? A hto z prodaye?
Ti, shcho sebe vze pidstrelyly dvichi?
Chom ce tomu znovu i znovu vstaye
Obezholovlene viche-end-viche?..

Ochi senatory zychut v Sirka,
Yim ya dyvytysya v ochi ne stanu,
Chai bude pravda do bolju hirka,
Ale navchimosya chesti v Reitana!