ะะะ ะะะะะะะะ - ะกะะะ ะะขะะะะะะะ
ะัะพ ะฑั ัั ะฝะธ ะฑัะป, ะะต ะดัะผะฐะน ะพ ัะตะฑะต ัะปะธัะบะพะผ. ะขะฒะพั ัะฒะพะฑะพะดะฐ - ะบะพะปััะพ ััะฐะปะธ, ะะฑะธัะฐั ะฒ ะดะตััะบะพะต ะณะพัะปะพ ะฟัััััะบะฐ, ะัะบะพะผะธะฝะฐ ััะตัะฝััะพะน ะฝะฐ ะทัะฑะฐั ัะผะฐะปะธ. ะขะฒะพั ัะฒะพะฑะพะดะฐ - ะณะปะพัะพะบ ะฒะพะดั ะะฐ ะฒะพะทะผะพะถะฝะพััั ะดััะฐัั, ะฟัะพัะธัั ะฟัะพัะตะฝัั, ะะพะถะฐ, ัะพะทะณะฐะผะธ ัะฟััะตะฝะฝะฐั ัะพ ัะฟะธะฝั ะะพ ะฝะฐะณะพัั ัะตัะดัะตะฑะธะตะฝะธั. ะกะฒะพะฑะพะดะฐ ัะฒัะทะฐะฝะฝัั ัะบะพััะตะผ ััะบ, ะกะฒะพะฑะพะดะฐ ะธัะฟัััะฒะฐัั ะบ ัะตะฑะต ะถะฐะปะพััั, ะงะตัะฝะพะน ะพะฑะธะดั ะฟัะพะณะปะพัะตะฝะฝัะน ะฒะพะฟะปั ะทะฒัะบ, ะะฝะธััะฐั ะผะพะปะพะดะพััะธ ััะพััั. ะกะฒะพะฑะพะดะฐ ะฑััั ะผะตััะฒัะผ ะฑะตะท ะฒััะบะธั ะฟัะธัะธะฝ, ะัะทะณะฐั ะณะธะปัะทะพะน ะพััััะตะปัะฝะฝะพะณะพ ะฟะฐััะพะฝะฐ. ะกะฒะพะฑะพะดะฐ, ััะฐะฒัะฐั ะฑะพัะพะทะดะพะน ะผะพััะธะฝ, ะกะพะณะฝััะฐั ะณะปัะฑะธะฝะพะน ะฟะพะบะปะพะฝะฐ ะะะ ะะะะะะะะ - ะกะะะ ะะขะะะะะะะ ะะะ ะะะะะะะะ - ะกะะะ ะะขะะะะะะะ ะขั ััะพ ะปะธ ัะพั, ะบัะพ ะบัะธัะฐะป - ั ัะฒะพะฑะพะดะตะฝ? ะะต ะฟะพะฝะธะผะฐั ะณะปัะฟะพััะธ ัะปะพะฒ. ะฏ ะฒะธะดะตะป ัะตะฑั ะธ ัะตั ััะพะดะธะฝ ะก ัะพััะฐัะธะผะธ ะพัััะธัะผะธ ัะพัะบะพะฒ. ะฏ ัะปััั ะฑะตะทะปะธัะธั ะผะตััะฒะตะฝะฝัะน ะทะฐะฟะฐั . ะะฝะพ ั ะฝะพะณะธ ะฝะฐ ะฝะพะณั ัะพะปะฟะฐะผะธ ะผะฝะตััั. ะงัะดะพะฒะธัะต ัะฐะฑััะฒะฐ ั ะดะตััะผะพะผ ะฝะฐ ะปะฐะฟะฐั ะกะฒะธะฝัะตะน ัะฐััะพัะพะฒะพะน ัะฐะทะพะฑัะตััั. ะะพะณะดะฐ ั ะพัั ะบัะพ-ัะพ, ะฟัััั ะดะฐะถะต ะพะดะธะฝ, ะฃััะฐะฝะตั ะพั ัะบะพะฒะฐะฝะฝะพะน ะดััะธ ะฑะพะปะธ, ะกะฒะพะฑะพะดะฐ, ัะบัััะตะฝะฝะฐั ะฒ ัะตัะฟะฐะฝัะธะฝ, ะัััะฝะตััั ััััะฝะพั ะฒะพะปะธ. ะ ะฟัััั ััะพ ะฑัะดะตั ะฒัะตะณะพ ะปะธัั ัะฐะณ ะัะฟััะผะปะตะฝะฝะพะณะพ ะณะพัะดะพัััั ัะตะปะฐ- ะะตะฝะฐะฒะธััั, ัะบะพะผะบะฐะฝะฝะฐั ะฒ ะบัะปะฐะบ, ะ ัะตะฑะต ัะฐะผะพะผั ะะตะท ะฟัะตะดะตะปะฐ ะะะ ะะะะะะะะ - ะกะะะ ะะขะะะะะะะ ะะะ ะะะะะะะะ - ะกะะะ ะะขะะะะะะะ
MY MOVEMENT-RESISTANCE
whoever you are donโt think about yourself too much your freedom is a ring made from steel in the kidโs throat soreness of the mouth from cracked enamel your freedom is a gulp of water for the ability to breath and say sorry skin that was get down on your back with birches till the nudity of heartbeating freedom of hands tied with sticky tape freedom to have to yourself pity of dark offence, swallowed yelling voice furiosity of putrescent youth freedom to be dead without any reason clanking with shoot off cartridge case freedom that became grooves of wrinkles bended with deepness of bow my movement is resistance my movement is resistance are you that one who yelled โ Iโm free? you didnโt understand all foolishness of your words I saw you and that ugly gals with stick up spikes of nipples I can feel deathly smell of indifference it is shiftin from one foot to the other with all that crowds monster of slavery with crap on its hands will crash like a ceramic pig when somebody, even the one will be fed up with constrained soul and pain freedom twisted into the paper streamer will extend into the will string and let it be just a step of the body straightened by the pride hate is crumpled into the fist to yoursself without borders my movement is resistance my movement is resistance
