Everyone loves a story, 
whether it's made up or true,
the Pharisee commander, with his tongue,
was a master of this art

People looked forward to hearing him
when he went out to preach,
he would recite litanies for hours incessantly;
everyone applauded him endlessly

Stories well told by the Pharisee commander,
so elaborate that they were taken as the truth,
and bewitched people gave ...

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Vultures fly in perfect circles

and pretend we believe

they are white doves

bringing us peace

Foul-smelling scavengers

disguised as prominent politicians;

illiterate statesmen or authentic literati,

that never attended a single seminar

or even stepped in a University

but surely received and will show with much glee

their hard earned honorary doctorate degree

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How much harm is inflicted by ambition and power

that carrying war in itself,

sheds blood,

tears and grief

How little does evil and hatred care about

slaughtering children and elders

or the present and the future of a country

How absolutely insane may corruption and ego become

to smother, desolate and crush a garden

Ukraine, you have been orphaned,

but ...

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What does anyone know of my rebelliousness,

my tears of blood,

of the wounds of my thoughts?

What does anyone know

if my heart is a dreary and deep space,

if it is perfect or imperfect,

or a chaos of mirages?

What does anyone know

if my weeping has long strands,

whether my days are electric or serene,

or if I live an autumn of orphanhood?

Does anyone...

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With gloom I express what I can, 

not to do so will cause the demise of my soul;

sadness lacerates me like a dancing whip

To describe the incomprehensible in words is not easy,

to explain it is complicated,

to make it understandable is more difficult

People are slowly eliminated,

they agonize on a cross that has been erected for them;

hunger and disease spreads

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I don't know if the poet's dreams are inert,

if dishonesty surpasses the truth

I don’t know If before that twilight

the hours paused 

and their shrieks burst out

I grope my way along the road,  

finding a dungeon at every step;

the voice of hatred surrounds me like fire

taking root very close to me...

I don't know what I want to be and for what;

in what...

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Just as the wind barges in,

seeping into nature,

I feel a sudden breeze wrap me up in sadness

Shattered by the dead weight of indifference, 

I fall like a leaf from a shaken tree

I descend into an abyss where time no longer exists; 

only emptiness and fear

The night pulls me down,

I find myself in a net of darkness,

immersed in my childhood memories,

li...

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I will begin by pointing out that this is not intended to be a partisan political statement, to offend or attack anyone in particular. I write and express what I feel and observe, as a simple citizen. I intend to declare my pain and astonishment seeing that my country is being systematically destroyed and its people humiliated and decimated. In the last 2 years nearly 4 million have emigrated, not...

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I’m an abject, because the helmsman of our homeland says so,

while into turbulent waters he leads us

I’m wicked, because the helmsman of our homeland says so

and without hesitation makes the ship tumble

and with an uncertain course will capsize it

I’m a scoundrel, because the helmsman of our homeland says it

while behind an alibi he shields himself

and when the truth...

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Life, a word in silence...

just as the whisper

of an absent wave

Night falls,

unable to grasp the vehement screams of plight;

bitter hope, as the hours,

pass inert

Exiled memories;

yesterday’s forgotten,

today’s furtive

At this hour, which I did not choose,

tombs bloom under the bloody grass,

knotting my tears

amidst indifferent glances

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In this land I have known the worst of hell,

the most severe punishment; difficult to digest;

inhuman is to feel the splash of so much pain,

seeing a drought of a profound silence

Pleas cry out before the crevice of hunger,

with astonishment thorns dig into the eyes of heaven,

tenebrous inequity simulating justice;

difficult to move the stones that stand in the way...

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