No, not a long table, a long, long, long coffin for the hundreds of thousands that he’s killed. Not forgetting the huge costs, the damage, the destruction, the torture, the agonies, the grief, the hardship, the ruin of lives, the hideousness and gruesome wounds.
While he retires to his multibillion palace in luxury with his family and mistresses.
There is a War
There is a war raging
Using chemical and machine,
Counting the casualties
In numbers astronomically obscene,
Laying waste the land,
Hunting the helpless in fantastic amounts,
Spraying poison indiscriminately –
Where profit is the key
And the only line that counts.
Opher 13.9.2016
There is a War
There is a war going on. It is a war against nature. Pest and weed are being decimated. There is collateral damage.
A pest is a creature that we don’t happen to like. It wants to live. It eats our crops and lives on our land.
A weed is a plant we don’t like. It grows on our land. It takes nutrients and light from our crops. It makes our garden look untidy.
We have to eradicate anything that encroaches on ours.
We can take what we want but nothing should dare to intrude on what we have claimed as ours.
We wage war on it. With chemical poison and machine we slaughter in huge numbers. The bees, butterflies, frogs, newts, and toads are all collateral damage.
The invertebrate population has been decimated. 56% have gone. That’ll teach them! 10% of all wildernesses have been claimed by us in the last twenty years. We have laid waste to it all. It is now denuded, coffee plantation, palm oil or simply desolate.
There’s a war going on. We won’t be happy until we have beaten it all.
Crying for Ukraine Paperback – 6 May 2022
These are the poems I have been scribbling while the horrendous war in Ukraine has been unfurling on our screens – the madness of Putin, the horror of the destruction of cities, the terror of people, death, maiming, the feelings, emotions and stupidity of such unfathomable violence. These are my reactions.
Missiles and Bombs
Missiles and bombs
Falling like rain
Soaking the cities
Dissolving to dust.
Soldiers and death
Filling the graves.
Emptying homes
Mocking the just.
Escalating.
Upping the ante.
No end in sight.
Destruction
And terror
An endless fight.
Saving face??
No way out!
Existential threat?
Brutal lout.
Opher – 23.3.2022
The Ukraine war is not going the way Putin had hoped. The liberator from the Nazi regime finds himself a fascist invader and figure of hate.
What was going to be a simple take-over has proved to be anything but. Instead of an incisive thrust Russia is in an existential crisis.
Nothing has gone to plan.
Death and destruction. We’re into a long war of contrition.
Putin is the rat trapped in the corner.
