Ukraine

~ A tyrant hides behind a vengeful vail forever cloaking liberty in fear. He stands aware that gains of war may pale beneath the balance due to persevere. He knows his prey may revel undeterred, constrained between fidelity and death, and freedom’s call, once chiseled into word, could lend his realm to draw its final breath. But still the clouds, bellowing discourse, spill down as steel to desecrate the soil, as freedom rears to front oppression’s force, the innocent lie trapped within its boil. Though mortal flesh concedes to crimes of war, the sovereign soul shall reign forevermore. 3/6/22