Not a Wheat Farm in Ukraine
by Paulette Demers Turco
   after the watercolor by Sharmagne Leland-St. John

This pastoral scene is far from bombed Ukraine,
victim of senseless war–borne in Putin’s brain.

This barn is red, not logs, its metal roof, not thatched.
This towering silo gleams–as would Ukraine’s, unmatched

in Europe, but too many bombed by Putin orders
in his quest to rule beyond his Russian borders.

This field of wheat is small, not rolling over hills
a thousand hectares wide–soon heading toward the mills

to feed the whole of Europe, Middle East, and more–
reflected in Ukraine’s bold blue and yellow. War

is killing mothers, babies, pummeling their world
(though not in this pastoral scene)–destruction hurled

by one man's bombs. This despot brings such suffering.
Will farmers sow the wheat fields of Ukraine this Spring?


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