The War Poem by Galina Italyanskaya

What do you need to hate a monster
And wish him death?
How dreadful must have been he once to
Take out your breath?
What an enormous threat is shown on
His smiling face,
How many weak points of your own,
To your disgrace?

The Universe reflects your soul,
The ways you think,
And if your thoughts are mean and foul,
You smell the stink.
When you are gracious, in reply
You get one's help.
When you admit someone must die,
You kill yourself.

It's rather hard for all of us,
No matter what,
To stare into the looking glass
We call the World
We lose illusive wars outside,
But who will win
The only war that's worth of fight,
The war within?


(Ukhta,24.04.2023)