RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: UKRAINE
The Fate of Ukraine
The fate of Ukraine is in our hands
So many people have died
So much violence and bloodshed
For the sake of one man’s pride
We know this war must someday end
That day is coming soon
Ukraine will lose its strongest friend
The waning of the moon
They will leave a trail of brutality
The armies of the north
A bitter cruel reality
They’ve marked a tragic course
A proud and sovereign nation
Has paid a price in blood
In a war of deprivation
The stream became a flood
The invader on his bloody horse
The Kremlin’s mighty fist
If fate would hold its brutal course
Ukraine will not exist
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