Oh Moskal comrades, how much I wish You could get out of the darkness you’re in Trapped in one man’s tunnel vision A daily portion

Poetry, Opinion, Politics
Oh Moskal comrades, how much I wish You could get out of the darkness you’re in Trapped in one man’s tunnel vision A daily portion
I stand Protect you from the shelling Shot in the back made me numb I stand Bam, bam bullets propelling Look what the world has
A shortsighted bastard possessed by egoControlled by fury and hate‘War makes right’ is the tyrant’s credoPutler- will be engraved on your slate.Your life is dark
Five nights of terror Rockets and bombs Five nights in a bunker Stillness and calm. A mother holds a child, hope in her eyes Hides
Cold Misty night under heavy bombardment On guard – as shells get close Feet strong on the ground, but a trembling heart Cold sweat under
Peaceful morning dawn shook by terror A missile from the sky brought morning rain A woman becomes a gun bearer For sovereignty and freedom to