Caught Within Putin’s Wicked Dream

 

Caught Within Putin’s Wicked Dream

All for the greater good, the Muscovite race, heartlessly renowned,

How many Tatars, Chechens, Bashkirs, Chuvash, now in the ground.

And Avar’s, Armenian’s, Ukrainian’s, Dargin’s, and Kazakh’s planted,

Air of arrogance, superiority, other ethnic groups, taken for granted.

The Bolsheviks, and Mensheviks, Lenin, Stalin, each a cutting cause,

Swinging the double-sided axe, exploiting the rich, robbing the poor.

We have seen, this face before, empty eyes, hiding madness within,

The face of treachery, and trickery, the false guile, its wretched grin.

Plotting corruption, and deception, in brainwashing spells, it binds,

Its false propaganda, perverting and poisoning, other people’s minds.

The disposition, certain to end in confusion, and harbour hate within,

Wicked schemes, set to tangle the world, into darkened knots, of sin.

Betraying mankind’s, sacred rights, to live in peace, to find harmony,

Creating restless souls, that will drift out into space, through eternity.

Now he hath unleashed this war, upon the world, from his bunker lair,

Bidding to control nations, crushing lives, leaving chaos, and despair.

His Orc army, laying waste, to people’s freedom, life and love, outcast,

Destroying culture, burning books, rewriting the narratives, of the past.

Keeping the minorities, locked in poverty, held there, at his beckon call,

Looking down, upon their primitive ways, as if bred, from Neanderthal.

Sacrificing their lives, all for the collective good, of greedy Muscovites,

Creating a heartless, soulless, mindless mess, stealing peasants’ rights.

All hail him, as a God, while he creates new order, from his evil throne,

Within the fields of sadness, from the seeds of misery, that he has sown.

Perhaps one day, his mindless zombies, from fatal blindness, will awake,

See through his deceit, his misguided dreams, and concede him a fake.

Written By: Alan.Clark@WW1POET (January 2024)