Coming, Ready or Not
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"Only the dead have seen the end of war." - Plato
"The god of war is impartial: he hands out death to the man who hands out death." - Homer
As the Russian invasion of Ukraine continues enters its 6th day, it continues to encounter a stubbornly fierce and equally inspiring resistance. Meanwhile the world can but watch on various media as a convoy of armoured tanks, a good 40 miles long, approaches the capital, Kyiv.
Tragically, but predictably, while approving severe
sanctions against Russia, and sending weaponry and food/ medical supplies to an
increasingly beleaguered Ukraine, NATO’s refusal to send troops suggests that Russian
forces will, sooner or later, seize control.
Hearts and minds the world over are with the people of
Ukraine, also the many in Russia itself who condemn Putin’s actions and the
lies his government continues to feed the Russian people by way of justifying
the unjustifiable.
As thousands descend on border checkpoints, desperate to
escape the escalating violence and rising death toll among invaders, defenders
and civilians, too, including children, those in neighbouring countries offering
supplies and safety cannot help but ponder on the long-term implications for
their own...
COMING, READY OR NOT
People may well anticipate me,
brace themselves for a pernicious assault
on personal space,
with universal implication, depending on
how you see your world
and whether that the world is sensitive
to your fate, whether or not
too late, already, to steady your straining nerves
against rising storm, gale force winds
I care not for others’ personal space,
determined as I am to make my presence felt
if only to prove
to resisting life forces that I can do what I do,
less for the sake of it
than to shatter than to shatter self-confidence
in the natural order of things;
Finders, keepers, and I will oust you from wherever,
sure to haunt mind-body-spirit forever
Should I underestimate the strength
of your resistance to my dastardly attempts
to bring you harm and grief,
reduce to a quivering mass of weepy flesh and bones,
needs must I exercise control,
settle for your tears and whatever injuries
I can inflict, our conflict
not over, for which, I will yet conspire to make you pay
if only to reassert myself another day
I am the politics of fear, yet. time and again my
strategies
prove no match for such life forces as a free spirit inspires
Copyright R. N. Taber 2022
Labels: human nature, human spirit, invasion, life forces, mind-body-spirit, personal space, poetry. politics, positive thinking, repercussions sanctions, Russia-Ukraine, war
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