слова пророков

"Fools," said I, "you do not know


Silence like a cancer grows

Hear my words that I might teach you

Take my arms that I might reach you"

But my words like silent raindrops fell

And echoed in the wells of silence



And the people bowed and prayed

To the neon god they made

And the sign flashed out its warning

In the words that it was forming

And the sign said " The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls "

And tenement halls

And whispered in the sound of silence