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Click hereWheatfields beneath me
Blue sky above
Land of my parents
Sisters and brothers
Red is the blood
I shed from the heart
Cold is the ground
Where I have fallen
I wake to sounds of bells
People are dancing
Wheatfields beneath
Blue sky above
Still free she is
I died for Ukraine
Slava Ukranie - Amazing poem and tribute to those sacrificing their lives for Ukraine’s freedom! Long live Ukraine!
"People are dancing/Still free she is" is such a beautiful image juxtaposed against the gold and blue. The last line punches the reader in the gut, reminding the reader of war's cruel, ongoing toll. A beautiful poem! Slava Ukraini, 💛 💙
I loved your poem and I wish the Ukrainian people well in their fight against the brutal Russian army and the Wagner group. Fuck Putin and his fellow sleazy oligarch scumbags in the FSB, GRU and his other torturers. I look forward to the day when a democratic Russia overthrows these looters of the Russian state and razes the ugly Lubyanka building to the ground along with its torture chambers.
Thanks to all with their heart in the right place.
To the pro-russian trolls. Fuck you 1000 times over.
You support invaders, thieves, rapists, and murderers. May you rot in hell where you and Putin belong.
To everyone else. Let's help the good people of Ukraine survive this attack and win in the end.