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Where only memories grow
Like tall trees
My thoughts lie in fallow
Numbed by the dreams
Of warriors, fellows, young and old
The futures
Put to rest in a war a world ignores
O brothers, sisters, brave was your call
Brave must be my sorrow
In your names
All
I cannot waver
A free Ukraine you fought and died for
A free Ukraine will be won
Spring blossoms will shade us
For evermore

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#war
#InMemorium
#Belarus
#Soldier
#Warrior
#Neverforget
#MariaZaitseva
#InternationalLegion

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standing on a mine—
colleagues see you are jinxed

This night I thought sleep would come
Now I lie awake
Katerina, killed in action, has hit, in a strong way
Oh callsign Whisky, you brave, brave soldier
You are gone
You gave your life
While rich nations look on, too scared, too callous
You fought till the end
So that us, we sleep at night
in my dream
she walks barefoot in the field of wheat
the feel of the earth's soul
on the soles of her feet
the war lifted from her shoulders
its over—
let there be no celebration in the land
just men, and women returning home again
and a long kiss
among the soft pops, hiss and crack!
of fresh logs in a warm fire
my lips patterned on her back

Emma, I never met you,
It hit me
Just now, that
I guess I never will

Oh I remember Bakhmut,
It got too tough to stay, but you stayed put,
Fire scorching your hair,
Explosions deafening
In almost continuous roar,
Acrid smoke in the air,
The tears, the dead,
Head shellshocked,
Permanent buzzing in the ears—

And then Bakhmut got you, too,
While checking for those still there,
As always, one more time—
Emma, you never had a nobler cause, true to your soul

The tears I cry, I keep inside
Proud am I
But hers now, is to do or die
She stands straight, firm in conviction
Without qualm
—She used to serve the best coffee in town
Dreamed, too, of being a dancer
Sniper she's to be
Trenches instead of tulips
And bullets, bullets, bullets
That clattering noise
Instead of nightly applause
Tears are not enough, Jeff mate
They never will be
There is nothing that will ever replace you
Nor do I want there to be
What you gave is more than anyone deserved
Anyone, in this godforsaken world
Jeff, you were hit in Bakhmut
But you have never fallen
Never
And I hope those fucking big mouths on social media
And those fucking measly politicians
Choke on their platitudes
How much they owe you
For their freedom
For Ukraine
For the right of the free world to stand
And stand they will
In your name

Am so proud of Saudi Arabia. Sure, it's a country with a long way to go, and maybe longer to come back from, but not everywhere is milk and honey, in fact everywhere isn't.

It is a country of hospitality, humour and golden desert sands, where bedouins share tea, and coffee brewed at dawn in the quiet, morning air and sunset never lingers, while conversation laughs long into the night.

It is, in many ways, the right country to start the peace process to remove the Ruscist scourge from Ukraine.

popular in ukraine—
buy one while stocks last
something for the children
a real blast

imagine
having to give one
to your son or daughter
for when under fallen mortar

I never want to hear a whistle blow again
to have to dig, as fast as I can
whistle blowing, blowing weaker