Our generation, until recently, could hear about the war from the stories of grandparents only. But all of a sudden, we saw it with our own eyes. The war The takes away life of soldier and in the children - childhood. They would run on green lawns, enjoy the sun and life. Instead, they hide in cellars rotten and do not know whether they will survive until tomorrow. This poem of a young schoolgirl is dedicated to all the children of an undeclared war.
I was an exemplary schoolgirl
Together with hundreds of other children.
I knew only from the news about the war.
I do not know if I see all of my classmates at their desks this fall:
many of them pay off their lives for the fate of the political map.
We, native peoples - Ukrainians and Russians , were forced to hate each other by some black rules.
Newly asked to write an essay "How I spent bygone summer?"
I'm in tears, with a lump in my throat, with excitement in my mind I am seeking light.
What I have to write with a red line ???
About cellars, where we hid by the mom?!
Noise tanks around the clock?!
Pools of blood that dripped from the injured ??!
Sleep Country! Without trying to wake up,
Lands you in the evil chain,
Do not come back to you
Graying children in the childhood.
Well, I, an ordinary schoolgirl
Here I write to you to remember:
" The war has stolen my Summer "
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Dear dara gino
maybe you do not carefully read the beginind of the story or I have wrote unclear. It has been written by a schoolgirl of elementary grades. She see every day pools of blood, death, bombing. But she can't to watch the news becouse all telecommunications destroyed in her town.
Dara gino, watch the news and see that America is at war with Russia in Ukraine.
Recently, one mother returned home with her daughter from kindergarten. Girl holding a favorite stuffed toy. They were near the house. Suddenly an explosion occurred in their backyard.
When the ambulance arrived, the mother was dead. The arm of the girl were severed. She tried to crawl to the mother but lost consciousness, bloody favorite soft toy lay beside her.
The biggest wound of Ukraine is the Donbass, but other countries have their wounds that hurt no less. Learn from the mistakes of other countries is extremely important becouse the cost of failure - human life. German writer Thomas Mann, Paul called the war a cowardly escape from the problems of peace. This is a correct statement. It is easier for ambitious leaders to solve all problems by force of arms, whether they wish to extract oil, or a thirst for power.
Zdravo Linda eh priviet! War took only your summer from you. War brings destruction and disaster. Linda, watch the news, and see what is happening to those refugees in different parts of the world.
Heart grieving poem. Thanks for sharing.