Monday, March 7, 2022

Poem #1265: Covid, Conflict, Children

Ukrainian child
Photo Courtesy: UNICEF

Russian diplomacy is
Bombs in a mail
Sealed with a kiss
And if blackmail
Falls thru
Then it's Dexter's laboratory
Where things go boom 💥
From war on a territory
A world war looms
This can't be arbitrary
With masters of doom and gloom
Faithful to leave a trail
Of blood and gore
In your wake
It's your signature
Mode of operation
Anything you want
You take
Never minding the cost
What would it take
To make y'all stop
Playing God
Oh I forgot
You don't believe in God.

Akpan

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