Oke’s Musings: Poetry, People and Places

Tag: Russia

  • Thoughts On Eastern Europe

    I hope the Ukrainian spirit which represents freedom is not crushed It’s a sunny, peaceful morning here. Birds fly and sing over the rooftops, and squirrels swing from trees. At the same time, beautiful Kyiv is under siege. Traces of smoke from homes rise into the sky. A once peaceful and progressive country, now gradually…

  • Biafran Babies

    I heard your songs soar through the thick forests, through the fields But the wind hid the song, your voice and your face from the world You were told to keep quiet, but if the hunger won’t let you from crying out Daada will have to drop you, so that the soldiers won’t find our…

  • Syria

    The tears of dying children Is the lullaby of gunships The desert is smeared with Grease, oil and human blood The days turn to grieving nights But the world knew no sanity And those who fight in the fields Humanity eludes, Life is a little less than a chickens And yet we walk free across…