
The cathedral of nature
Destroyed
By one psychopath
The recognised hands that built every brick
To a destitute of destruction
In a blink of a second
He has blood on his hands
The smell of death
Vicious rape
The wrath of explosion
Creates a karma
That will never be forgiven
Or forgotten
It was written in stone
You will be a mosquito at best
In every blood stained lifetime
A fly feeding off death
The trauma, tears and fear
That one man has created
Has engulfed a mega tsunami
Of torment
Devastation
Healing
Lasts millennia
Ukraine’s sunflowers
Grow
From the glowing sun
Their waters
Bring a gentle tide
You have shown us your true colours
From fable to media
A strength
Written
Proven
Undeniably
Heroic and heralded
Zelenskyy
Did not flee or fly
Soldiering on
In temperament
The anguish
Written across your face
For the world to see
How many speeches
Addresses
Does it take
To listen
And respond
Caught
In a fearful trap
The psychoanalysis
Of a maniac
Cannot be reasoned
With
Logic
When delusion
Rules
The prayers
Of the fallen
And the living
Are whispered
Through the skies
And they will
Be answered
This is a truly beautiful tragic poem!