Stephen Devane


Stalin's 1st Genocide

He took our grain and our seeds
He took the food our family needs
We ate our dog, and our cat
Today we ate, soup of rat
Birds don’t sing and dogs don’t bark
Last night my son, lost his spark
He lies dead, at our feet
My daughter asks, 'Can we can eat? '
I tell her “yes.” As I cry

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