What did the War left behind?
Is that a feeling of victory?
Is that a sense of the holy arrival,
Holy arrival of winners?
Winners. They're not in the white,
Certainly don't look like heroes.
Some of them don't even looking alive,
God only knows how it feels.
War never had either winners or losers.
War never gives, only takes, only robs.
People are killing themselves with no cruelty,
Like it's some kind of a job.
Soldiers are fuel for rusty machine,
Fighting for win, but it's just an illusion.
Body for country, soul for the King,
Kill in the name of the Rulers.
Victory
© Copyright: Карай Зиганшин, 2021
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