Ukraine, Quo Vadis? Poem by Sylvia Frances Chan

Ukraine, Quo Vadis?

muddling through
slog with the bullets
where do the bullets go?
Since three months ago?
People are not satisfied
because those bullets are fired,
aimed at an innocent country,
the land of plenty,
corn strands, golden corn,
in abundance,
but envy typical of a madman,
who does to his servants and the bars of iron,
all production in bullets,
those leaflets you may have seen,
in every scene,
which bullets are used,
ah, pamphlets with bullets!

So jealous of Ukraine for being such a rich country,
Ukraine, quo Vadis?

feel sorry for you
A country with so much money
You will no longer be
the center of honey
the way you used to be….