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The Madman

Alex Galper

I cursed the Ukrainian steppes, their stale air&mud
I swore at the dust of Brooklyn roads
Denied when people thought me to be a Jew
I never believed that Jesus was God

I laughed when the Twin Towers fell
Guffowed at the carpet bombings of Afghanistan
I can’t stand any kind of priests
I ain’t no gay, but would fuck the rulers of the Taliban

There is nothing that I hold dear or sacred
I am breathing with hate in my gas mask, clinging
To a radio, with my ears sealed, in a tiny room
This mad planet is crying out for a major cleaning

translated from Russian by Igor Satanovsky and Mike Magazinnik

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