Gershon Wolf Poet Lyric

Sinatra, On the 'situation'

~ Sing to the melody of 'My Way' ~

     For what is a man, what has he got?
       If not Ukraine, what has he wrought?

     If he's not himself, then he has naught
       To shrink from war, with cowardice fraught

     To say the things he truly feels
       To lie and lie, 'til lies are real

     And not the words of one who kneels
       To undercut freshly inked deals

            The record shows
            As bombs explode
               ~ I did it my way...

                         --From Vladimir P., desperately looking for love

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Indiana Shaw March 14, 2022 at 7:12 AM This is a corker, Gershon, To Putin with love, I say . . . ; ) Gershon Wolf March 14, 2022 at 6:06 PM This 'no-man' is looking for love in all the wrong places, as the saying goes. Not in Moldava, not in Ukraine // not in Poland // the man's gone insane...

Jeff Kyser March 13, 2022 at 6:44 PM Good one, Gershon! We're busting out all over in musical poems Gershon Wolf March 13, 2022 at 8:06 PM Yes, indeed. June, oops - March is busting out all over. ~ April, here we come!

L Milton Hankins March 13, 2022 at 6:23 PM An incredibly fascinating parody, gw. Truth presented in a very dramatic fashion. Good stuff!! Gershon Wolf March 13, 2022 at 6:25 PM Thanks for the support, my friend. I feel so helpless sitting here and writing words... And thank you again for the tribute poems. I'm a bit overwhelmed...