The Patria in its
profound wisdom
decided to go on as before
to drink like there is a tommorow
to squabble, rename streets,
erect statues, concern itself with
other trifling peaceful pursuits,
like blocades and car bombs.
That same Patria
decided to declare them heroes
say they keep us safe
and let us sleep at night.
In short, exchange
their nightmares
for our luxury to turn
off the evening news
We swear on their names
while, they simply swear at those
that choose to ignore
the stark simple fight
that they get drunk on daily.
адреса: https://www.poetryclub.com.ua/getpoem.php?id=741061
Рубрика: Стихи, которые не вошли в рубрику
дата надходження 07.07.2017
автор: petra pan