RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: GLOBAL POLITICS
Nine More Years
Nine more years on trumped up charges
Nine more years for being Navalny
In Russia today I would be sentence
To fifteen years for writing poetry
The dear leader doesn’t like my verse
He’s not alone but it could be worse
He has not heard me rant
He has not heard me curse
I stand with Navalny
I stand with Ukraine
I believe the dear leader
Has gone thoroughly insane
He creates more and more martyrs
Every minute of every day
How many more will there be
Before dear leader goes away?
Hide under a rock
Hide in a dark deep cave
The people are good and proud
They will not be your slaves
We will stand against you
From now until the grave
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