> > Future Theme .
> > By Borys Zinger
> >
> > My heart sends beacon of harmony
> > To every soul, boy, girl and early
> > Quitters of youthful “hegemony.”..
> > Do not forsake, use your vigor intensively,
> >
> > Before late silver hair shows
> > His capricious will and mode.
> > Myself ready to imitate a crow,
> > like oscine black bird’s musical ode
> >
> > Our universe: a multitude of
> > Blinking jewels, we call Stars ,
> > No one can reach there to prove
> > The cogency of evidence so far.
> >
> > At unknown hemisphere
> > Altitudes, there is a lot to find.
> > Ladies and gentleman from far and near,
> > Such a blend, easy to comprehend ….
> > We just must be kind…