RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: GLOBAL POLITICS (UKRAINE)
The Butcher of Aleppo
The Russian butcher of Aleppo
Has come to Ukraine
Mass graves become common
Bombs fall like a hard rain
Towns and cities destroyed
Reduced to barren waste
Death of innocence sanctioned
Opposing forces erased
The butcher has no feeling
A soul as empty as a ghost
He’ll leave a trail of terror
From the mountains to the coast
There is no end to the horror
This monster will unleash
We must rise to meet the moment
To cage a rabid beast
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