The Ghost of Kyiv:
Clouds of war shroud the midday sky;
Darkness descends, as we prepare to die…
Hands that promised to shield us, swiftly disappear,
Doom and Gloom spread like wildfire;
Winged Demons from above threaten to
breathe fire!
Days like these turn me, a pacifist into a
liar,
As into my arms, rifles and bottles of Molotovs
are thrust.
The defense of our home land, placed in our
trust.
Our former homes are crumbling into rubbles,
Our sense of security, bursting like
bubbles.
Break not, our resolve to keep the fight on;
Bringing today’s lion out of yesterday’s
fawn.
Distant explosions are no longer so distant;
As bolts fly overhead, threatening our very
existence.
The frail and shivering hands of our elders
come forward to defend,
While young healthy lives are being brought
to an abrupt end.
A young couple lies dead, their hands together
eternally bound.
A new born cries in a subway, deep down,
underground.
What little hope remains, threatens to turn
into despair!
Ever so closer they come, those sharp claws
of the dreaded bear!
Then a bolt of light, zips so suddenly
above our heads.
Down they go, the very demons that wanted
us dead.
Who is this mysterious hero, our messiah from
above?
Before we can understand, into the horizon
he dove,
Disappearing forever, like an illusion that
never existed,
Leaving us to make up stories, of just the
way he resisted.
His act of bravery might have lasted for
just a swift minute.
But it brought out of us courage that was
now without limit.
And so, we continue to stand our ground and
believe,
All thanks to the brave and mysterious ghost
of Kyiv!
-SriVishnudaasan
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