Potomci Svetog Save

Kace nam se rasušile, bačve rastočile,
brašno nam se ubuđalo, čorba prokisla;
raž nam se zatravila, kosa uvašljivila,
vino se usirćilo, sirće izvetrelo.

Našu sveću gase, žetvu pale,
Mi smo u mastionicu Savinu pesak usuli,
od Takovskog grma kašike izdeljali.
Sve usijano, i osijano, i užareno — ugasili,
pa, u mraku, sabrano rasuli,
zašiveno rašili, pomireno zakrvili,
isceljeno ozledili, utešeno ucvelili,
nedeljivo razdelili.

Ljubomir Simović

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