Sunflowers

She confronted soldiers on her street

Ignoring guns, grenades, and gibbering headsets

She offered them a handful of sunflower seeds

Keep them in your pockets boys

That flowers may blossom from your graves

Forever a monument to the children you have murdered

And the families you have destroyed

That flowers may stretch their golden faces to the sun

And at night time whisper

"Here lie conscripted young unfortunates

Who came here uninvited from the East

Destroyers of beauty, carriers of madness"

And when mothers come to visit lonely graves

Their tears will water fields of golden sunflowers

Reaching forever towards a bright horizon

Yellow, beneath an endless clear blue sky

Here, in our beautiful Ukraine