SCARLET VERSE

 

The sky that shines in scarlet so broad.
The scarlet that never ends. 
The scarlet arranged by life at the front,
The rear, and both of the flanks.
Time, you remember the scarlet winds,
Last meters to the Reichstag,
The Revolution's glorious hymns?
The scarlet that one can't destruct.
The Time, hit the drum of the scarlet sun!
Go beat it,
setting the rhythm! 
To make rotten swamp at its very heart 
Blaze up in red flames underneath!