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Mar 15
Where ever they tread
There is no poem to soften the horror

Indiscriminate, a life is taken
A crime triggered by a dictator

AΒ Β game of chess without rules
That will destroy a country but not a culture

Ink trails run across the sky
Turning red in the tracks of a tank

Refugees scattering to all the corners of the world
Spring time when saviours will emerge
Ukraine
kevin wright
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kevin wright  uk
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