Friday, April 29, 2022

UkrainNoGain©️2022TonyFallon0429

 UkrainNoGain©️2022TonyFallon0429 


Putin told the soldiers keep the tanks in line

In twenty days Ukraine will be yours and mine

He did not tell them they were marching to death

Many were inhaling their last Russian breath


They did not know the brave defiance they faced

And that the forward steps might not be retraced

It is hard to go forward if you are mired

No matter how big the trophy you aspired


Even the elderly practice resistance

Your presence threatens their mortal existence

Bigger or better you are still surrounded

Your big tanks and  guns are pounded and grounded


From the tsars to present a critical flaw

The urge for old Russians borders to redraw

Tyrants in real time waving stars and plough

The red blood staining of another springs snow


While the world worries about atomic clouds

Ukrainians wind up in mass graves in shrouds

Because of this old tyrant who is so vexed

The free world wondering if they will be next


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