Sense Sonnets

Sunday, March 27, 2022

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Memo to Putin


To Vladimir Putin, I say

Your dreams for Russia in your mind,

Your hopes for empire back some day,

By murdering of humankind

Will make you into just a man

Who history will hold in hate,

As all before with evil plan,

A name that's cursed will be your fate.

As with all tyrants of the past,

Your time and place will soon be gone.

However long your bad does last,

You'll die alone and good lives on.


Mr. Putin, your future be 

War criminal of history.

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