Dear Russie

Dear Russia
What is it you hanker for?
Your teeth are stained
With the blood of your own kind
Your empire expired long ago,
You let your vanity block your vision
And the lives of your youth you throw away,
You embrace the arms of war
With an unquenching thirst
You shirk the call for peace
Like a vulture in search of prey,
There is no empire that can be yours don’t you see,
You will never have victory.