Stop the Trash, please!

I cry for my beautiful city
When I see litter being allowed to be strewn everywhere
But I cry the most for our beloved country
When I see the trash being allowed to be disseminated
And no one's strong or brave enough
To stop this onslaught
And prevent our golden Chersonese
From being gradually and eventually
Turned into another gulag archipelago.


Carry the battle to them. Don't let them bring it to you. Put them on the offensive. And don't ever apologize for anything.
Harry S Truman