A Presentiment Poem by Basil Bucolic

A Presentiment



My soul's inquiet -
I feel a riot,
rising in our hearts.
A big movement starts
to break new chains
on arms & brains,
to found a State
at any rate -
but without blood
& white-blue mud!

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
White-blue mud is a deminutive name for a ruling Ukrainian party headed predominantly by corrupted oligarchs & politicians (often they are the same persons) .
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Basil Bucolic 09 June 2013

White-blue mud is a deminutive name for a ruling Ukrainian party headed predominantly by corrupted oligarchs & politicians (often they are the same persons) .

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