poem of the day March 5 

A smaller world

does link the game

of a madman who

wears no shame

Who believes he

must obliterate 

a free Ukraine

What news he spreads

across his wire

is news controlled by

his forced red fire

And sitting far away

at a long big table

in some Moscow rain

Putin tends his bombs 

to kill and maim

just so crazy

just so insane

this madman's game 

to obliterate Ukraine

the world must enter and stop

not sit around and pretend to hop