Homeland [Theme]

Verse Longing

Historically, Russia lost the Caucasus at great cost. Hundreds of thousands of people, residents of these places, were killed, hundreds of thousands fled - they live in Jordan, some in Turkey, some in Syria. But this was their homeland. You can't pretend that this didn't happen. Today it’s time for Russia to say: “Forgive us for this. We ask forgiveness for wars, for bayonets, for wanderings and hardships, for cruelty!” I spoke about this in the presence of the president - that it was necessary to hold a conference on the Caucasus, to discuss what Russian weapons had done there. No results. And in Chechnya we are dealing with a bomb that can explode at any moment.

According to the native beam in the window.

Where did you graduate from primary school?

A fly is also an airplane.

It is still easier for some people to scold their native country than to finally begin to be proud of it.

If you don’t have the courage to kill for your Motherland, then at least have the courage to die for it!

Who are we in this old Europe?

Our homeland was large, good and fair, but a little clumsy and simple-minded, which is why our enemies managed to slander us century after century. Enemy land stretched around our Motherland, from where they came to kill and rob, and in the intervals between aggressive campaigns they poured confusion and poison into our souls.

And they look at the sky - there are only stars there.

But still not Russia.

- If he loves his country, he will make it better! Let him work, fight, let him finally suffer, but don’t run! Saltykov-Shchedrin, naturally, without analogies, he hated the tsarist order so much and this is what he wrote: “I was in well-disposed foreign places and I don’t remember a moment in which my heart did not rush to Russia. It's good there. But here, let’s say, it’s not so good. But just imagine, it still turns out that we are better. It’s better because it’s more painful.” This is a very special logic, but it is the logic of love.

Russia in a spiritual capacity is my homeland. Russia was decisive in my life... Russia became, in a certain sense, the basis of my life and worldview... It made me what I am; the inner I come from there, the homeland of my feelings, my inner source is there.

- Live in anger. Angry and without memory. Look at this broken-down city, and it was built by two empires - Russian and Soviet, built and restored. And these bitches just want to have money nearby and have something to steal. So they fell for the promises of the West about a rich and irresponsible life. Think about where you need to go to understand such simple things. Danya, Danya, look at me, do I look like a hero? I am a simple fighter, cleaning the Motherland from pests.