As In World-War Two (Italian Sonnet) Poem by Gert Strydom

A president weak as Neville Chamberlain,
amazes me at the repeating history:
in Russia a man I do as Hitler see,
who tempts Europe into a world war again.

Nothing does his army from war-crimes restrain,
or the most brutal barbaric to be,
nuclear holocaust lasting to eternity
and all peace negotiations seem in vain.

Again it is said: we have been ordered so,
the ideals of a man are followed through:
to slaughter at will, to win at any cost,
as if soldiers do not good and evil know,
as if Russians do not care for what they do,
as if all decency and humanity is lost.