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
Tag: #Ukraine
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
I Stand
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
Putler Kaput
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
Light Comes After 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
For the Love of His County
Cold Misty night under heavy bombardment On guard – as shells get close Feet strong on the ground, but a trembling heart Cold sweat under
To Angel of Maidan
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
A Political Albatross
In full repertoire, the Russian bear Well-trained by West to swing and sway Hand on nuclear warheads Who could dare? Trapped in a bear hug,
She Stands Strong, My Dear Sunflower
Stalin’s song plays balalaika Sick obsession with communal state Cycles of oppression and lashing out A gun in a face, an invitation to fate. The
Grounds For Hope 