Читать книгу Alive - Gubat Abdullaev - Страница 12

All this is strange. I sleep awake.

Outside the window, snow was falling, rain was falling.

Morning again. Back at the bakery on the corner.

Home to run Macintosh.

What do we have here? World News?

Hmm… about hunger? About diseases?

Aha! About those who are mad about fat!

About war? About kids?

“Children need clothes!

Children want to see and hear!

Children need support!

Do you hear? Save the little ones!

Do not plug your ears. Do not look away.

Do not pass by. Do not fall asleep standing

At your monitor.

Become a hero for a second”

Ooh…

Boring, uninteresting.

Beaten, sad, fresh