Misery is all they see
As films of dust are set free
Made to flee to foreign lands
Seeking shelter where they can
Destitute and cold,victims of war
Afraid ,confused with nowhere to go
Families shaken and driven apart
Striking fear in people’s hearts
Fueling destruction without a care
innocents dying, while others wallow in despair
A needless battle that cannot be won
Inflicting pain and suffering that cannot be undone
Who will hear the tearful cries
And come to help Ukraine survive
The ghastly intrusion to their lives
That leaves them homeless without hope in sight
MARYANN BOSAH 