Month: March 2022

Well, Biden did it; really goofed
He up and told the honest truth
It must have been a Biden gaffe
The world’s response? It made me laugh

Joe Biden blithely caused some nations’ diplomats to cower,
By saying: this man (meaning Putin) can’t remain in power
An ad lib in his Warsaw speech supporting brave Ukraine
One’s not allowed to say such things, relationships might strain

The White House said, in self-redeeming,
Regime-change wasn’t Biden’s meaning
But Biden’s sanctions, it’s a fact,
Are really hoped, to do just that

The man’s a killer, liar; he’s an autocratic despot
He cares not for his subjects, subjugation is their poor lot
He’s targeting civilians with deliberate intention
Committing crimes that violate Geneva’s war conventions

So, let’s give Biden big high fives
For keeping honesty alive
Where Putin’s followers will sour
Putting Putin out of power

3/27/2022

I find it difficult to watch the nightly news
The up-close sufferings, horrific views
Of children, women, men, some near my age
Like novels where I fear to turn the page

But this is real; it’s happening before my eyes
And some of those I see will likely die
A mortar shell, a bomb, a rifle shot
Real people, I’ll, my life, forget them not

Then, too, I will remember and I bless
Those souls who vid these views, the nation’s Press
They daily risk their lives recording sights
All aspects of the war, the human plights

I must admit the helplessness I feel
I know that World War III could soon be real
A diplomatic tightrope we must navigate
Support as can but not in war participate

I’ve studied war, my specialty for forty years
All aspects: soldiers, battles, tanks to spears
But some things one can’t truly analyze
The utter terror beaming from a child’s eyes

3/8/2022

Ukrainian I am, I’ll always be
We lived a peaceful life most happily
‘Till Putin in his madness turned on us
We didn’t want to leave, but knew we must

My husband drove us west while we had gas
We owed it to our kids while this war lasts
Since Russia targeted our homes with rocket shells
Our city has been rubblized, ‘twas living hell

Our gas gave out; the border still some miles away
We ditched the car and all our stuff; it had to stay
Our two kids carried on our backs, we joined the throng
Of refugees all struggling to move along

It seemed forever till we reached the border queue
It stretched for hours before the gates came into view
We hugged and kissed, tears streaming from our eyes
My husband headed back – our last goodbye?

The kids and I are now in Poland at some site
The people have been good to us; they feel our plight
But I feel lost not knowing just what lies ahead
Or if I’ll ever get to see my man again

3/4/2022