Бог (God) by Boris Slutsky

 Once we all used to abide
 together with God, side by side,
 He didn't dwell in the sky,
 we'd see him from time to time
 alive, on the mausoleum.
 He was much more clever and evil
 than that other God, the old one,
 known to the world as Jehovah,
 whom he overthrew with a crash
 and reduced to a heap of ash,
 then subsequently restored
 and recruited to serve the cause.
 For once we all used to abide
 together with God, side by side.
 
 One day as I wandered around in
 the Arbat, I met God on parade
 with five limousines and surrounded
 by guards wearing mousy grey
 overcoats, hunched in dread.
 It was early and late – overhead
 the grey light of morning was showing
 as he grazed with his cruel, all-knowing
 eyes through the hearts of men,
 unmasking deviants and traitors.
 
 For we lived in an era when
 God himself was our neighbour.
 
 
 by Борис Абрамович Слуцкий (Boris Abramovich Slutsky)
 (1955)
 translated by Stephen Capus 

A recital of the poem in Russian by Alla Demidova (from 1:11 onwards after she briefly introduces it).

Here is the poem in the original Cyrillic Russian.

 Бог
 
 
 Мы все ходили под богом.
У бога под самым боком.
Он жил не в небесной дали,
Его иногда видали
Живого. На мавзолее.
Он был умнее и злее
Того — иного, другого,
По имени Иегова,
Которого он низринул,
Извел, пережег на уголь,
А после из бездны вынул
И дал ему стол и угол.

 Мы все ходили под богом.
У бога под самым боком.
Однажды я шел Арбатом.
Бог ехал в пяти машинах.
От страха почти горбата,
В своих пальтишках мышиных
Рядом дрожала охрана.
Было поздно и рано.
Серело. Брезжило утро.
Он глянул жестоко, мудро
Своим всевидящим оком,
Всепроницающим взглядом.

 Мы все ходили под богом.
С богом почти что рядом. 

Additional information: Slutsky was an atheist but he didn’t forget his Jewish cultural roots regarding not only Yiddish but also the Hebrew he had learned as a child which remained important to him even if only as deeply felt absences. This poem can be read as Slutsky reflecting on how the cult of persona arose in the Soviet era. Communist iconography of Lenin replaced Imperial Russia’s religious iconography in the day to day lives of Russian citizens in Moscow’s historical Arbat street and the surrounding area. Then he reflects, in the second part of the poem, how imagery of Stalin eventually replaced Lenin’s image and he was even worse than him.