Motherland

I love, I can only love the land that I left, on which there were splashes of my blood, when I, ungrateful, finished my life with a shot in my heart. But never stop loving that land, and even on that night, parting with it, I, perhaps, loved it more painfully than ever. Is there torment in this new earth? On our earth, we can truly love only with torment and only through torment! We do not know how to love otherwise and do not know any other love. I want torment in order to love. I want to kiss, shedding tears, only that one land that I left, and I don’t accept life on any other! ..