Poems written by Peter Gibbs over 60 years, inspired by romance, travel, the beauty of nature, emotions and family and friends - peterspoetry.co.uk
Vlad The Invader
Vlad Dracula was legend, quite like the fang-toothed Count,
In 15th Century Europe shed blood in vast amounts
Invading poor Wallachia, a brutal purge entailed
He captured Saxon villagers and had them all impaled
Tales of his sheer cruelty shocked neighbouring Russia then
Appalled at acts inflicted upon their fellow men
Five-sixty long years later, this time a Russian man
Has invaded Ukraine’s land with equal brutal plan
He sent his troops with tanks and guns and missiles from the skies
He said he was just peace-keeping, but we saw through his lies,
And now he’s faced with setbacks, he takes out his frustration
Threatening a nuclear strike with no justification
His lap-dog generals are disgraced, his army in retreat
And so he bombs civilians and targets urban streets
We hope his people see the signs, with conscripts sent abroad
To be more cannon fodder - for too long they’ve ignored
The carnage that the World has seen, the months of ceaseless strife
The towns and cities laid to waste, the needless loss of life
This Vladimir has caused more deaths than even his namesake
Thank God we have Zelensky and hope he’ll never break.