I admire work that moves mountains and I consider my mind just that mountain. One of my recent followers not only moved me but changed me as well. Here is a snippet of how he was able to do just that. Thank you for sharing.
How love was lost
They asked in the west
What’s in a name
If it’s only Ukraine
They asked for our help
But nobody came
The excuses were lame
They cried out loud
The reply the same old refrain
To help you would be insane
They shouted louder
But all was in vain
Though we knew of their pain
Then they were gone
Our answer was tame
Saying nobody was really to blame
Leaving a stain
Blood on our white flag
The blood of those slain
Tears cannot contain
Nor can I explain
How Ukraine
Was slain
By a 21st century Cain
Whilst we did nothing
David Hopcroft March 2022
HPS Magazine 
Thank you for posting this poem. I believe poets have a special role to play in trying to end conflict. As a child I was given the opportunity to read the poets who wrote about WW1 and their experiences.
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That is amazing!
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