Saturday, April 30, 2022

A Mother's Son

RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: GLOBAL POLITICS (UKRAINE)

 

 

A Mother’s Son

 

They pretend there are no casualties

They tell their people not to mourn

We are welcomed there as heroes

Our enemies are scorned

 

But a mother knows a deeper truth

The moment her child is no more

Thousands of needless tragedies

From a pointless brutal war

 

Where oh where is my child?

Where is my darling boy?

Now begins the endless sorrow

The end of all our joy

 

Tell us the truth Mister Putin

Tell us the whys and wherefores

The reasons behind the madness

Of your dirty little war

 

And where oh where is my lovely child?

Where is my darling boy?

Now begins the endless sorrow

The end of all our joy

 

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