To say there’s “no reason”, for this thing to have happened, is to effectively absolve the perpetrator, who absolutely, truly had a choice.
He/she, alas, sadly had a perceived “reason” to *do*, however unreasonable and illogical it seems to me and you, and, in fact, really *is*!
So many times, today and through history, the phrase “no *good* reason”, is much more accurate,
indeed, verily,
appropriate.

(To be continued…)
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The words lose meaning, dissolving,
becoming yet another torture:
every extra noise, an agony.
Diatribe!
(In times of migraine…)

(To be continued…)
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Good intentions and positive vibes
drift, pale, into oblivion;
as, bombarded,
I feel my strength, motivation,
and any semblance of hope
fade, and fade, and fade
away…

(To be continued…)
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In myriad ways,
gradually, and sadly,
today it becomes evident,
that yesterday was
not worth the effort.

(To be continued…)
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Power, riches, influence.
Stupidity and depravity,
alas, is no obstacle:
this thing they choose to follow.

(To be continued…)
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Self-centered, self-assured, numb, banal,
and, yes, ultimately evil:
Muscovites stroll summertime streets,
enjoying fun, heat, noise and peace,
while their Ukrainian “siblings” are slaughtered,
by their willing Siberian, Tuvan, Chechen, Buryatiyan (et al) sons and brothers.
What hope, family?

(To be continued…)
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The world should not fear “escalation”,
for millions it is already here:
homes destroyed,
massive-scale murder, rape,
torture, pillage…
Misery manifest, beyond most nightmares.
How could it get any worse?

(To be continued…)
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Politics is a blame game,
typically with some constraints,
but how quickly things change
when tyrants choose to indulge
their proclivity for devaluing
human life.
And, when no one definitively stops these
megalomaniac-wannabe-Caesars,
all of humanity suffers.
Which is to say, sadly,
all of our lives now,
are less worth living.

(To be continued…)
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Lacking sense of depth,
we dive into banal-ness.
… What is left to break?

(To be continued…)
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Maybe an answer,
hidden in depths of mindset…
or a memory?

(To be continued…)
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We are humans,
or so we say,
in between desecrating holy things
and neighbors.

(To be continued…)
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You do what you have to,
to survive;
you try,
but sometimes
you wonder why.
When people believe lies,
when death and destruction are “justified”,
when base/banal urges are celebrated,
every new decaying sunrise,
when everything seems harder than should be,
if you’re like me,
you wonder “why”?

(To be continued…)
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Wanton destruction,
anti-human blasphemy,
*this* is where we are!

Perversion and inversion of everything holy,
evil presents itself as some kind of crusade…
as they murder-pillage-rape-destroy Ukraine,
they also blockade and burn global food supplies,
and trash the environment while they’re at it…
how can anybody human not condemn Russia today?
Every aspect of Russia’s war, is a crime against humanity!

(To be continued…)
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Sometimes, un-poetic and somewhat awkward,
albeit expressive, ardent, and meaningful,
is as good as it gets.
This is living
in an imperfect world.

(To be continued…)
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The ball is in your court…
I’ve done what I could,
and I’m pleased,
feeling relief, some kind of ease.
…And now it’s up to you:
the pressure’s off me,
a certain kind of free…
In reply, don’t feel-a-need-for-speed,
take time, friend,
breathe!

(To be continued…)
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Realism? … Nihilism? …
One and the same thing, it seems,
given facts on the ground.
While geo-political analysts speculate
causes and/or outcomes,
debauchery’s grip maintains,
people die, misery and destruction reigns!
… 2022, Happy Birthday, me,
and Statehood Day, Ukraine!

(To be continued…)
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These are real live people
that your actions are impacting,
real, live people that you are consigning
to torture, misery, hunger, poverty, death.
These are real, live people,
they are not soul-less tools,
objects for you to abuse,
they bleed and they need,
these are people,
they are your equal,
or, in fact, better,
if decency, care, compassion,
be any kind of measure.
*We* are real, live people,
and, I pray, one day you will pay
for your crimes against humanity: us.
Delusional tyrant, man, bully, thug,
it didn’t have to be this way,
and you could stop it now,
apologize, admit your mistakes,
repent.
Only if and then,
can there be any possibility of hope for you
to avoid historical infamy,
in perpetuity,
where right-minded people globally
curse your name, your memory,
your existence, your being,
the very ground you walked upon.
Amen and Selah.

(To be continued…)
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Progress is slow and inconsistent,
but it is not my fault,
and it is (likely) not your fault either.
We constantly try, and do, “the right thing”,
and get nowhere good.
But the blame is not on us!
It is the myriad glitches, complications,
inadequacies, mistakes, and general problems
foisted upon us by the system, unfit for purpose.
Corrupt leaders, managers, and functionaries,
who seem to delight in wasting our time,
our minds, our energy, health, and lives.
Assholes above us,
who defile us,
screwing our potential,
daily.
At best, they are inept;
more likely, they are evil…

(To be continued…)
©SvetkaSamizdat