They fall against the pane of my heart
rattling my soul
where are they
those children I taught?
they young women and men
my adopted grand son
what questions are unanswered
we have little concern for life they spend
each of you beautiful to me
talented, artistic, musical
full of hope
where is the land on the Black Sea?
are your dreams under the treads of a tank?
“God, please be with these people
who have been dangled
society’s weak thread”
There’s so much being said about Crimea and Ukraine. I’ve lived with the people and know they have suffered much. If Ukraine wanted to be part of Russia it would be. These people are once again being placed in a political meat grinder.