Words to start a revolution,
speaking out against injustice,
cruelty of the hand that fed him,
that held him in slavery, in poverty,
even when he was able to break free...
The power of his words,
fear in the crucible of terror,
singling him out for punishment,
to break him, to break his will...
But he held a singular vision,
to cry out for his people,
to speak out loud a future,
when they all would be free...
His deep love of his homeland,
never changed or wavered,
even when he was far from
the river, the Dnieper,
he held onto Ukraine...
#poetry #Ukraine #StandWithUkraine #TarasShevchenko
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