Aflame Chinval
The Folk lived peacefully… Wanted quite…
They growed gardens, brought up kids…
And wanted live in Free Society -
Each normal person all this needs…
But suddenly aggressors came again -
They wanted kill - for them it's main…
They much enjoyed by genocide –
Their aim was - Folk to slaughter lead…
Aflame – Chinval… All is ruined…
Bombs kill there women, old and kids…
Dishonest brutals – to teeth armed -
All that to cruel war crimes leads…
© Copyright: Гавриил Иваниченко, 2008
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