Goodbye filthy Russia – a country of tyrants Country of fear and cold hearts The land that stuck in the mid of ages Hating future,
Category: My Dear Sunflower
Glory to Ukraine
Against rage and unmatched forces We’ll overcome, for we stand tall Against fury and undeserved strikes We are a mighty power. We are one. From
It Always Will Be Ukraine
A nation reborn through blood and blisters With sharp words of truth and metal shields Golden fields of grains gently whisper Victory is ours, Victory
100 Days
100 days of fierce fighting For sovereignty For freedom For peace 100 days in incessant fear Nightly prayers that bloodshed would cease. 100 days- she
Rushed to the Last Train
Fresh snow on roads – On frozen puddles of yesterday’s rain. Past, present, and future packed in one suitcase Can this be real? Did the
Hundred Souls with One Scythe
It has been a month of violence Unfair, unkind, unjust The world is watching like eighty years ago Lives dissipate into dust. It has been
Grounds For Hope 