War

Putin
You go home at night
Shielded from fear
No bombs, Β you can hear
All cried outΒ
With nothing to say
People numb, you donβt care in anywayΒ
You wake up to comfort and a home
While a child cries wandering with mum, Β where to roam
You stand where is safe with warmth and normΒ
While others wish that they wasnβt born
You, tuck ones in too safety at nightΒ
While others are waiting for the bed bugs to biteΒ
Putin, no more your worse than a beastΒ
Let the people live instead of laying a wreathΒ
Someoneβs father, someoneβs son
You sit and watch death to come
Sorry going on but these poor men in Ukraine, having to fight, leave their normal lives, family and jobs is killing me off, π’, Β (pics are from different wars where these men, boys are still human after all and it just brings everything home πππππππππ
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such a melancholic ink. superbly written