The Russian army is massing under the leadership of a proven monster. Where will this end? Hopefully with Putin chucked out!!
Poetry – A Big Black Cloud
A Big Black Cloud
There was a big black cloud
In the deep blue sky.
One moment sunshine
Then wondering why.
We were shopping,
Eating meals,
Laughing and planning
Trips to the cinema.
Tanks rolled down the streets
With bullets
Shells and missiles
A howling, satanic choir.
No more normal.
Ordinary forever gone.
After the days of terror
Life is always wrong.
Opher – 5.4.2022
In this day and age it is hard to imagine the barbarity of war coming out of the blue.
This is Europe in 2022!
It’s barbaric.
I do not believe that the Ukrainian people really believed it would happen. One minute they were living normal lives in modern cities and the next they were hiding in cellars as the Russians turned their cities to rubble.
Will Putin survive this catastrophe for Russia??
Poetry – Kill to Liberate
Kill to Liberate
We come to liberate!
But our brothers hate us!
Sent to save them;
They abuse and bait us!
It’s not a war –
A military manoeuvre!
Ridding neo-Nazis
Could have gone smoother.
Ungrateful people
Don’t want saving.
Call us fascists.
Say we’re enslaving.
We’ve had to bomb them.
Kill them, rape them!
That will teach them!
We’ll liberate them!
Opher – 31.3.2022
Putin told us that this was merely a military manoeuvre to liberate the Ukrainian people from neo-Nazis enslavement.
He rapidly discovered that the Ukrainian people did not want ‘liberating’, indeed they saw the Russians as enslavers. The resistance was ferocious. The ungrateful population took up arms and fought the invaders off.
The Russian superpower proved to be impotent. They were killed by the thousand. Their tanks and planes were destroyed. The war rapidly turned into a disaster.
Frustrated, the Russians took to long-distance destruction of Ukrainian cities, to deliberately targeting women and children, to raping and killing.
Kill to liberate.
Kill to liberate.
War crimes galore!
Poetry – Forecast of War
Forecast of War
The government has issued a red alert.
The approaching storm is forecast to bring much devastation to the whole area.
It will start with a hail of incoming missiles, squalls of rockets, and gusts of smoke interspersed with light, patchy, infantry.
This will be followed by prolonged showers of shells along with localised bombing, accompanied by blasts of intense heat. There will be a loud droning and stratospheric vapour trails inducing intense periods of terror.
People are asked to stay under cover until the storm has passed and all tanks are empty. There is danger of falling masonry and low flying helicopters.
Shortly after the first onslaught, another front is forecast to charge through, bringing strong winds of disillusionment, a severe rise in blood pressure, with localised tornados of fear and horror, caused by drifts of corpses, leading to floods of tears.
Once the storm has passed it will leave heavy bursts of permanent trauma and emotional whirlwinds in its wake. The aftermath will entail dealing with much psychological debris and emotional damage.
There is concern among forecasters that these extreme events are merely the beginning of political climate change. The normal interchange of current affairs has been knocked off-kilter by large flurries of greed, lust and paranoia, leading to extensive frosty relations. They are concerned that we are heading for a new age where underlying trends are much hotter and more volatile.
Forecasters are presently studying the skies for any clouds of ballistic missiles which could herald a cataclysmic event likely to result in a permanent winter.
They remain hopeful that we can avert disaster through global cooperation and goodwill.
First, we must weather the storm. Stay safe. We are subject to forces beyond our control.
Opher 2.4.2022
This has to be read in the voice of a weather forecaster.
I’m not sure that it is a poem, as such. But then what is?
I was also not sure whether it was making too light of something that is so horrific.
Why are human beings so mindlessly nasty?
Can violence ever be an answer to anything? I’ll ask Will Self.
War is diabolical and all who practice it should be locked up! The damage it does to human minds is permanent. No wonder so much of human civilisation is such a mess. Most people are screwed up due to violence.
The victims become perpetrators.
Saving Face!!
Poetry – Putin’s Dust
Putin’s Dust
Bedding to ashes
Houses to dust
Sure and certain
Cities resurrected
Traumatised people
Suffer eternally.
Pounded to rubble
Killed to be saved
Liberators in khaki
Dispensers’ of death
Following orders
Mindless madness.
Committed to the ground
Flesh to earth
Pulverised
To pulp
Grandiose plans
Paranoia and power.
Curtains to ashes
Children to dust
Futures to earth
Hope to rust!
Dreams dissolved
Horrors unleashed.
Time does not heal!
Time does not heal!
Time does not heal!
Time just moves on.
It moves on
And takes the stains with it.
Opher – 31.3.2022
War traumatises all who come into contact with it. It traumatises. It breaks minds. It ruins lives
The jigsaw puzzles cannot be put back together.
Minds are broken, damaged.
There is a stain that lasts forever.
It damages the victors as much as the victims.
Putin will suffer.
Is this why we put psychopaths in charge? Because they have no feelings for the suffering they instigate?
Is this why we elect sociopaths because they enjoy inflicting pain?
Are these leaders human?
Do they not become disturbed by the death and suffering they unleash?
Cities are rebuilt but the stains remain.
People cannot be rebuilt. The survivors are often the unlucky ones.
Part of them is forever destroyed.
War.
Nothing can ever be normal again.
Putin living to regret what he has done?
Is Putin receiving misinformation?
Are all his close clique living in fear and feeding him what he wants to hear?
Will the sanctions hit the Russian economy?
How many dead Russian troops are there?
How many tanks, planes and vehicles have been blown up?
What will India and China do?
Has NATO some responsibility for this?
What about these Ukrainian neo-Nazi groups?
Will Putin ever end up in the Haigh to be tried for war crimes?
Will there be a regime change in Russia?
Will the Russian people eventually see through the propaganda Putin is spewing out?
Why is China spewing out that same pro-Russian propaganda?
When the body bags and stories all come back to Russia will the Russian people find the courage to rebel?
How long can the repression and oppression last in the face of death and severe austerity?
Why do the Russian people tolerate such gross inequality (Putin and Oligarchs have billions while most Russians live in poverty) (mind you, we do the same – just at a slightly higher level)?
Will Ukraine come back to bite Putin or will he go on to take over Ukraine and other countries?
Poetry – Missiles and Bombs
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.
Poetry – History Repeats
History Repeats
History repeats.
Lessons are never learned.
Fascists arrogantly strut.
Our cities burn.
The racist chants
Echo down the streets.
Frightened people keep quiet,
Civilisation retreats.
Politicians stir,
Seeking power.
Behind locked doors
Poor people cower.
The tribal game
Is played out again.
Every single person
Feels the pain.
Opher – 27.7.2020
When will we ever learn?? The same authoritarian garbage tinged with xenophobia and racist. It is always the same simplistic answers; the aggression; the fear; the anger; the wish to dominate and control; the wish to apply force; the scapegoating, superiority and arrogance.
We are faced with the rise of the right-wing with their racial purity and guns. Strutting with their violence, intolerance and aggression.
Fascism rises up and creates war. It has to be crushed back down.
Oh for an education system that creates empathy and compassion.
That would put an end to fascism. Much better than guns and bombs.
Fascism is a disease.