Ukraine.
Battle worn and hungry.
Wounded hurting and angry.
Fighting to save my homeland.
From the evil Russian man.
My world has been blown upside down.
Death and devastation all around.
My parents raised me as a proper man.
And hatred is something I cannot understand.
I have pride running through my veins.
Until my last breath, I will defend Ukraine.
Nataiella (2023).
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Author:
Tobani / Nataiella (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This is about some friends who were and still are fighting in this war.
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Comments1
At some point Humanity will realize the wars are wars against itself. Some day we will realize we are all on the same path. We are all Humans on the same ride, but for some reason think being divided represents what we are.
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