My thoughts on Putin's spiralling decline into madness.
October Intake
We’ve seen them on their departure:Young men, older men, all someone’s
son, husband, father – all now one;
now Russia’s final sacrifice;
and all to assuage one man’s vice.
They shuffle together, now close
in their cheap uniform clothes;
all their individuality
ironed out for the coming fight,
for which they are ill-prepared.
The lucky ones will run scared;
the rest will come home in coffins.
© D G Moody 2022
Poetry by D G Moody
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Written on 2022-10-01 at 16:17
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