Nothing depends
On ever be happened.
But sweet story ends
And heroes are dead.
It was told by the humans.
But forgotten in time.
You don’t know this story.
This story is mine.

A long time ago
With a bottle of beer
I felt myself tired.
Was nobody near.
I was alone,
With my laggy computer,
With my cat, except mind,
In a dream about future!
I was waiting for changes.
But life braked me.
There is nothing has chances
In the world to be free.

Hey, people, it’s shame!
We quickly became
Of our society
Just a regular frame
A cell of this shit.
We were lost the opinion
In words we are talking
Is noting, but bit.