I haven't written a poetry piece in long time... one that would be coherent and finished, that is.... I done this today. Oddly, after very relaxing weekend when I done lots of "human" things as drinking on the river bank and walking to places to have fun, drink and enjoy spring, rather than to protest there and be all serious.



But then I create something as dark and effed up in a way as this... I am scaring myself at times, I swear.


may contain major triggers....



If I don’t make it out alive
pour some glitter on my grave
and remember that I was good
I was stunning, I was brave
Remember me for what I were
don’t mourn what I might have been
send my love to all good people
and burry my heart in Ukraine
Is there some hope left for us?
Skies burn like white phosphorous
If our history turns into dust
would the world go on without us?
I remind myself that I’m still free
but not sure how long it will last
Glitter on my eyes represents my tears
for our future and our past
And if tomorrow the whole world will burn
From the fire that sparked over here
Please remember, we fought for you as well
we stood up to the ones you fear
Glory to the heroes among us
We’ll glow like white phosphorous
but shooting stars burn and turn to dust
and you don’t want to fight for us
I wear glitter and traditions
I wear flowers in my hair
I walk quietly and speak of the dark things
But you don’t listen and you don’t care
I have heard and seen too much
to sleep calmly in the night
but I just hope you will notice us
and find a way to make things right….
Would you at least pray for us?
Before our dreams turn to dust…
Will the world be still here even without us?
Or will it burn like white phosphorous?