Red Army Choir

This Poem was taken off the blog, slightly adjusted, and is now back on again. Sadly President Putin's special military operation is still ongoing.

This is not a war

Rumbled a tank as it crushed a car

With dad inside.

 

This is not a war

Howled the missiles as they homed in

On a maternity ward.

 

This is not a war

Whistled the torturer

As he inserted his probe.

 

This is not a war

Chanted the bullets as they hunted

Children through a playground.

 

This is not a war

Bellowed the bombs as they blasted

A theatre with a full house.

 

Blood oozed red under rubble.

The audience did not applaud.