In days of yore,
We marked the passing
Of seasons & years.
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Then Christians came,
And Yuletide became Christ's mass.
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Finally, Coca-cola & Disney,
To monetise our celebrations.
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So
Russian soldiers
(In reality a horde)
Executed a couple more
Defenceless
POWs from Ukraine
Two superb men
For no reason
And the wife of Chornobyl's
First death from radiation
Died in a Russian bomb's
Explosion
In Kyiv
Ukrainians don't even know
Or care
If they're being victimised
They are just busy
Trying to stay alive
swans and bouys
pair of swans pass distantly on a trail
legs and tails move slowly
sun sets over hills nearby
our time goes by silently