I see them as a people who don’t owe any fascists their souls

Some say meaningless people with unattainable goals

To call their home their home and not have it steamrolled

Because what kind of lives could they live if not under another’s control

 

Did I know the inner workings of the world as a kid?

When my parents would pretend to know a thing about politics

And I looked to my classmates to somehow feel how Ukrainians did

If they could  have the time to think, god forbid 

 

TV hosts say give in to the powers that be encroaching

Because they’re tired of having their little hearts hearting

Reading death of which they claim civilians were already flirting

The man in the sweater’s only option is his country’s converging

 

And I have family in the world of cold ice who believe all of it

Good people swallowing a story for one politicians benefit

If not that the screens shove content from singers and comedians and they just submit

Never knowing of what truly goes on because the truth and the propaganda don’t mix

 

I think about the other side of the world and the privilege I’ve gained

To not have my suffering scrolled past, viewers seeing it all the same

Lives of 18 year olds like me being used in a geopolitical game

And an unknowing little kid who will one day bear that weight 

 

(Dedicated to my  younger cousin who lives in Russia who once innocently asked me “why doesn’t Biden like Russia?”)

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