Jay Alexander


Maidan Square, Kiev 20.2.14


Maidan Square, Kiev 20.2.14

Beside burning tyres and hellish light,
By ramshackle barricades and spilled blood,
Another torch has been lit,
In peoples’ hearts and minds,
The flame of liberty,
For freedom from tyranny.

Let this be,
The all consuming fire,
Rising from the ashes.

Submitted: Saturday, April 19, 2014
Edited: Saturday, April 19, 2014

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I wrote this poem on 21.2.14 as a knee-jerk reaction to the events that happened in and around Maidan Square on 20.2.14. About 90 people died that day mostly from gunshot wounds, when they were fired on by snipers. Some of you out there will not agree with the sentiments expressed in the poem; I, of course, accept this.

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