A POET WITH A JUMPING HEART

My heart is jumping.

In front of our bus…

My heart is jumping.

In front of our bus…

 

I’ll see my dear son.

I’ll see my dear son.

My dear son has been in the hospital.

He was injured in a heavy battle.

 

Thank God, all the saints.

Thank God, all the saints.

Bishamonten and all other gods.

That the warriors got out of that battle alive!!!

 

Two rockets flew into our city.

And destroyed an electrical substation.

We saw a rocket very low over our heads.

The explosion was very strong.

 

And the electricity went out.

This is genocide.

Mordor wants to destroy us…

I hope that we’ll survive this war…

 

I pray for our dear son.

And for all defenders all the time.

We pray for our dear son.

And for all ‘elves’ warriors constantly.

 

We are meeting with my dear son.

We are meeting with my dear son.

We are meeting with my dear son all day…

And I’m happy now…

 

 

*Because my friend sent me some emails about her dear son.
So, I wrote this poem for her, dear my friend.

 

 

**My friend shows you this poem also on the Ukrainian website for their children and others!

Kurama (Japan). «A poet with a jumping heart» — a poem about war in Ukraine – Мала Сторінка (storinka.org)

Please join them!

And yes, this poem is also for mothers of Ukrainian warriors.