Ukraine Poems

I'm just starting - in Trump's own words

Everything I've touched has turned to gold,
A feeling that never gets too worn or old,
I savor every moment, every win,
With my opponents stuck in their unsightly bin.

The more they shout and flail their arms,
The more my inner soul it calms,
Their din is music to my ears,
It gives me pep; it takes off years.

My aims are

Children of broken promises

Title: Children of Broken Promises
(25 Lines)

They signed their names in ink made of blood,
A treaty scrawled on the bones of the poor.
They shook hands under marble skies,
While cities burned in silent uproar.

Children played with bullets for toys,
Lullabies hummed in the throat of a drone.
A mother stitched hope into her shawl,
But war tore the thread and

On Target

He had to be mad
to invade Ukraine
his troops followed orders
they must all be insane
to cross the borders
an unwarranted attack
by a megalomaniac
bombarding innocents
who couldn't fight back
one leader was a comedian
the other is a clown
the former gave us smiles
the latter makes us frown
what do the Russians hope
to achieve or accomplish
by destroying all they covet
leave us alone Ukraine's

Back in the USSR

June 21, 2025

For the Beatles 'Lay it to Me' song Contest by Charles Messina


The old iron curtain came down
But soon a clown reclaimed the crown
Ruthless and hollow-souled he rose
Now a foul Soviet wind blows
From the east it battered Ukraine
Spreading such cruel and endless pain
The past returns in blackened char
“Back in the U.S.S.R.”

A VILLAGE ROAD SHOW

Picture a dusty village road
Where two stubborn goats 
One older full of pride
Another younger and very agile

Face each other on a narrow bridge
Neither want to back down
They lock horns in front of the whole village
Each claiming the right of way 

On the edges, villager elders watched on
Placing bets on who fights better
Turning merchants for their

Whose side are you on, Mr President

U.S. President Donald Trump's administration is redirecting anti-drone equipment earmarked for Ukraine to its own troops based in the Middle East. The decision comes as Russia has intensified its drone attacks in recent months, targeting cities across Ukraine. President Trump said “Ukraine has no cards to play to end war with Russia”

A friend in need

The Art of War

Hit them where it hurts

President Trump said “Ukraine has no cards to play to end war with Russia”. Yet deep inside Russia, Ukraine masterfully destroys over 40 warplanes that could carry nuclear weapons, using smuggled drones; simultaneously attacks multiple air fields. Russia loses an estimated $7,000,000,000 dollars in one day. This is the one for

I’m a Drone, Angel of Death

Revenge is mine

(Inspired by the war in Ukraine)

My homeland is ablaze below
I’m watching from above
Invading wolf packs steal the show
It’s death I’m speaking of

They fill the space in endless stream
No end to foreign horde
One cannot wake from ugly dream
Of blood and gore, oh, Lord

I am a drone, men put me forth
The shield of the oppressed
Avenging

From Ukraine with love'

nikita caspan..What a toilet pan.' Murders parents is a satanist, taking nazi instructions, to kill Mr Trump; next was the plan.!

Surplus to requirements'

Fifty one m1 Abrams tanks.' Australian donated it would
Break a small bank' to cause more misery..While many
Live in tents.' War and destruction, and madcap bents.?
Young Australians denied an army job.' Why were they
First obtslained.? Must have cost some bobs." Why not
Employ them as temporaty accomodations.' Thats how
Dire things are in our nation.' I never thought

Ukrainian Cemeteries

Ukrainian Cemeteries
David J Walker

Strange are the faces of 
The new Ukraine 
Stranger still Mother Russian sons
Leaves of Lilies 
	And dipodies 
Scattered on grounds of repatriation

Peace be unto your 
	Brothers in death
A price purchased 
	With a final breath

As unknown boots 
Above the ground
Unfurl the flags of 
	Silent sound

To claim what’s lost 
An loose what’s found 

In

Right This Wrong

God, I have a prayer for you today.
It’s just from me, but please hear what I have to say.

Millions are being abandoned, starved and soon alone, where some in Ukraine are still free to roam.
Children are becoming hungry, helpless and alone. 

Give them bravery, messengers of God,
imaginary staffs and protective rods.
(Psalm 23)

Our leader’s horrible disdain

Manifest Destiny Ukraine

Gambling with WWIII
Let Putin feel the power
Of the USA poker face
Invite Ukraine to the table
Stack the chips up high
Welcome their citizens
With open arms
We already send them weapons
We already send them aid
They're already a Democracy!
Let's add them to our flag
With a Star worth more than money
Worth more than fame
You've forced our hand
Let's plan to create a

The War must end - Ukraine and Russia

When is enough enough,
When is the going just too tough.
Why do people have to die
Forever in the ground to lie.

Are the spoils worth all the pain
When the path is kill and maim.
Is barren land worth just so much
Now deprived of human touch.

Do fatherless children justify the cost
Memories of a generation lost.
Weeping mothers by the score
Adding

After reading Luigi Pirandello’s War

I truly believe that in paradise
everything is perfect, everything is nice.
Hell, there, even souls from Russia and Ukraine
can toast newfound friendship with pink, iced champagne,
and laugh ~ about their ultimate sacrifice.

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