A Bit Of Beauty And Normality In A World Gone Mad (Sonnets) Poem by Gert Strydom

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In the Ukraine Russians do civilians fight,
Putin holds three quarters of his military back:
if the world goes to war, with force to attack,
as a chess-master he keeps them out of sight,

do in his new wife: Alina Kabeava delight:
in Switzerland no one holds of her track,
of money that belongs to him the proof lack.
He yearns to restore Russia to its former might

and bombs rain down in a massive slaughtering
while to the last man the Ukrainians stand fast.
Chinese propaganda do a twist to this bring,
as Ukrainians defend their country to the last
and people here want to ignore suffering,
forgetting terrorism in its horrid past.
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In the USA, in that great America today,
fifty one spies and chiefs at that, openly lie,
to be able to say to Donald Trump goodbye,
as president they do not want him to stay

and they and old Joe Biden do oaths betray:
Hunter Biden's activity is disinformation.
During an election they lie to a nation.
This do a rotten American society portray,

where stuttering old Joe do lives away throw,
to try and rescue his own indicted son
does spineless worse than Neville Chamberlain act,
about equipment left in Afghanistan do know,
by deceit have the American election won
and dementia is in his acts and being and tack.
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Beton's: "Kiev calling, " resounds like a call to war
while ex-soldiers cannot stand innocent bloodshed,
people do not want Russian aggression anymore:
war-crimes cause children and women to be dead.

On the verge of a world war three I do hear
Amelia Anisovych sings for the Ukraine,
in a voice without hesitation or fear,
the Ukraine anthem takes me away from pain.

Karolina Protsenko, an angel, does her violin play:
"just give me a reason, " with her mother sing:
"Hallelujah, " as David does praise God far away,
as she sings: "someone like you, " it does joy bring.

Her cousin's saxophone and her violin rejoice,
as if to God they make a joyful noise.