The Last Trains Out of Ukraine

By the balcony, I sat On my lap, a copy of A Short History of Tractors in Ukrainian Marina Lewycka is on the cover And each chapter What a smile it draws out Laughter, tears, tears of bewilderment On the streets out there, there is panic We hear that Russia will come in tomorrow But, Russia is the friend of Ukraine What we know Our eyes see The hearts, consumed in red Most Sometimes Our lives, trapped But, I come from afar A country represented by the colours: green-white-green