RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: GLOBAL POLITICS (UKRAINE)
The Liberation of Mariupol
Piles and piles of rubble
Where neighborhoods used to be
Where workers used to work
Where parents raised families
The men tended their business
The women went their ways
Now there is but wasteland
Where the children used to play
Vladimir Putin liberated Mariupol
By exterminating the people
By crushing their spirits
By destroying their noble dreams
A liberation in smoke and dust
A liberation in missiles and bombs
A liberation in cold blood
The sound of liberation is the cry of death
The taste of liberation is a mother’s tears
The smell of liberation is burning flesh
The symbol of liberation is a mass grave
All hail the great liberator!
Who will he liberate next?
Will he liberate his own people?
Will he liberate his family?
Will he liberate himself?
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