Kobac

Crtajuć za krugom širok krug,
Nad sanjivim lugom kobac kruži
I gleda pusti, ravni lug. —
U izbi majka nad sinom tuži:
“Na hljeba, na, na grudi sisaj,
Rasti, trpi, krst nosićeš, znaj.”

Idu vjekovi, rat ojača,
Metež izbije, gore sela,
i u ljepoti drevnog plača
Ti si ista – moja zemlja. —
I dokad će majka da tuži,
Dokle kobac još da kruži?

22.mart 1916.

Aleksandar Blok


Published: 22.03.2020.
Classified as: Poezija
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