Sometimes
Sometimes a face is all it takes
To the tell the story of a war
Behold the harrowed face of Zelensky
Aged forty years in little more
Than Jesus in the desert.
The sorrow and the pain are etched
They tell the tale better than a speech
These eyes have seen what no one
Should have seen and are appalled.
Angry that those in power have failed
To give enough support when needed
Saving no one’s blushes when addressing
A world waking from its moral slumber.
Look on Putin’s face that launched
A thousand bombs on children
Cruel eyes that reveal a soul
Sold out to evil many years ago.
The eyes are a gateway to the soul
Even through a villain’s smile
Look hard and you will see
The absence of morality.
The face of Ukraine’s pain
Captured in one man
Sears our very soul
And vividly reminds us
This horror on our doorstep
Could well invade our kitchen.
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