Ukraine - A Nation That Does Not Deserve Anymore The Pain And Sufferings- World Must Unite To Help Ukraine Poem by Bernedita Rosinha Pinto

Is this the nation called Ukraine
where serenity and beauty was so supreme
that none could imagine a war would come
and destroy the hustle and bustle of such a marvelous nation?

Is this the nation called Ukraine
where people have to keep running or hiding
to save themselves from the ruthlessness
of a war that is so merciless?

Is this the nation called Ukraine
where people have to pack their bags and leave frantically
before they get killed by a bomb or a bullet?

Is this the nation called Ukraine
where citizens have to hide under the bridges and bunkers
to save themselves from gunfire and explosions
as the war is getting bigger and bigger?

Is this the nation called Ukraine
where people have lost their homes and their comfort,
their unity and their peace when they are innocent
and they deserved not this rage or unkindness?

Is this the nation called Ukraine
where soldiers and tanks roll in, day in and day out
in all the towns and cities destroying everything
that comes in their way though they know
that war is not a Hollywood movie.

Is this the nation called Ukraine
where bombs keep exploding
and disappear tranquility in the air
as no mercy or humanity is seen existing anywhere?

Is this the nation called Ukraine
where apartments have been bombarded and destroyed
like match boxes afire thus evacuating people
from their homes of love and affection?

Is this the nation called Ukraine
where houses and buildings,
bridges and neighborhoods are shattered
beyond repair and recognition?

Is this the nation called Ukraine
where grandmothers and grandfathers
have to walk away to safety
with walking sticks in their two hands
when old age is their utmost helplessness
and they should be resting in their beds
after a cup of hot soup or porridge?

Is this the nation called Ukraine
where mothers had to flee
holding children in their arms
when so comfortable was their existence
and so warm was the fireplace in their homes?

Is this the nation called Ukraine
where children grew up with love of their parents
yet they may never see their fathers or mothers,
their brothers or sisters again
as the war is so brutal and fatal?

Is this the nation called Ukraine
where a child will grow up one day
and he will be a soldier not only to defend his country
but also to wreak vengeance for his lost father?

Is this the nation called Ukraine
where fate must have never designated this war to occur
but now the Ukrainians live and breathe in anxiety and terror
with tears and unforgivable sorrow?

Is this the nation called Ukraine
where the world is forced to watch the plight of the people
with tears in their eyes
and those tears will forever remain
in the minds as memories
as the pictures of the sufferings
of the Ukrainian people
are so profound and saddening
that if only God has time for mercy,
let it be now it is granted to them compassionately?