what say you now

what say you now

A Poem by keith
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a passing thought ...

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what say you now

the bombs 
bursting in air
brings about 
our patriotic
pride
the bombs blowing 
your refuge
all to s**t
feeds your fears

what say you now

mean while
many wait to hear
'would you like some fries
with your mc double?
from the comfort of
their cars

what say you now

there is no joy 
in ukraine
only  doubts
only fears
hope is hoped for

what say you now

rolling tanks of death
reek havoc upon
the unfortunates
save for the 
lone wolves
engulfing those protected few
with bottles of wicked gasoline
salvaging their brothers 
from harms grasp
with deadly hot fire

what say you now

we b***h about the 
high cost of living
groceries costing gold
gasoline unbelievably high
still to many
channels with nothing on
they b***h about nothing
fearing death
and rapidly loosing
memories
of everything

what say you now

how high the cost of freedom
ask those seeking shelter
in another world
one of compassion
warmth and nourishment
one away from 
the world of death

what say you now

the stench of death
overpowers the smell 
of destruction
familiarity
is some how 
a passing thought
wasn't this that other place
that used to be

what say you now

so much for safe passage
the beast stands
guarding the way
of necessary escape
denying 
all of all and everything
no exceptions

what say you now

small child cries
fear and hunger
won't heal its wounds
a picture a portrait
certain to be
front page news
and given a 
ten minute spot
on the morning show

what say you now

there is nothing
that compares to
the fears of war
the stench of death
hanging thick
it is the air
forced to breath
it is but death
coming to claim another
as victory

what say you now ?

© 2025 keith


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