My Testament
When I am dead, bury me
In my beloved Ukraine,
My tomb upon a grave mound high
Amid the spreading plain,
So that the fields, the boundless steppes,
The Dnieper's plunging shore
My eyes could see, my ears could hear
The mighty river roar.
When from Ukraine the Dnieper bears
Into the deep blue sea
The blood of foes ... then will I leave
These hills and fertile fields --
I'll leave them all and fly away
To the abode of God,
And then I'll pray .... But till that day
I nothing know of God.
Oh bury me, then rise ye up
And break your heavy chains
And water with the tyrants' blood
The freedom you have gained.
And in the great new family,
The family of the free,
With softly spoken, kindly word
Remember also me.
poem by Taras Shevchenko (25 December 1845), translated by John Weir
Submitted by Mihai Cucereavii
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Testament
When I die,
let me rest, let me lie
amidst Ukraine’s broad steppes.
Let me see
the endless fields and steep slopes
I hold so dear.
Let me hear
the Dnipro’s great roar.
And when the blood
of Ukraine’s foes flows
into the blue waters of the sea,
that’s when I’ll forget
the fields and hills
and leave it all
and pray to God.
Until then, I know no God.
So bury me, rise up,
and break your chains.
Water your freedom
with the blood of oppressors.
And then remember me
with gentle whispers
and kind words
in the great family
of the newly free.
poem by Taras Shevchenko (25 December 1845), translated by Alexander J. Motyl
Submitted by Mihai Cucereavii
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My Testament (Zapovit)
When I die, bury me
On a grave mound
Amid the wide-wide steppe
In my beloved Ukraine,
In a place from where the wide-tilled fields
And the Dnipro and its steep banks
Can be seen and
Its roaring rapids heard.
When it carries off
The enemy’s blood from Ukraine
To the deep blue sea… I’ll leave
The tilled fields and mountains -
I’ll leave everything behind and ascend
To pray to God
Himself… but till then
I don’t know God.
Bury me and arise, break your chains
And sprinkle your freedom
With the enemy’s evil blood.
And don’t forget to remember me
In the great family,
In a family new and free,
With a kind and quiet word.
poem by Taras Shevchenko (25 December 1845), translated by Michael M. Naydan
Submitted by Mihai Cucereavii
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The Testament
Dig my grave and raise my barrow
By the Dnieper-side
In Ukraina, my own land,
A fair land and wide.
I will lie and watch the cornfields,
Listen through the years
To the river voices roaring,
Roaring in my ears.
When I hear the call
Of the racing flood,
Loud with hated blood,
I will leave them all,
Fields and hills; and force my way
Right up to the Throne
Where God sits alone;
Clasp His feet and pray...
But till that day
What is God to me?
Bury me, be done with me,
Rise and break your chain,
Water your new liberty
With blood for rain.
Then, in the mighty family
Of all men that are free,
May be sometimes, very softly
You will speak of me?
poem by Taras Shevchenko (25 December 1845), translated by T. L. Voynich
Submitted by Mihai Cucereavii
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Please, Pray for Ukraine
His dreams for power are colored dark red,
He wants to bound all with an iron chain,
The hopes, the promises, beliefs, all dead,
Please, pray for world peace, please, pray for Ukraine.
Ugly death walks on the streets of Kyiv,
Now all around is only fear and pain,
It happens but is too hard to believe,
Please, pray for world peace, please, pray for Ukraine.
Nobody knows what might tomorrow bring,
How many tears we will hide in the rain,
If snowdrops will rise again in the Spring,
Please, pray for world peace, please, pray for Ukraine.
The love and grace of God with us remain,
Please, pray for world peace, please, pray for Ukraine.
poem by Marius Alexandru (February 2022)
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Dnieper River
There is the sunset
Today at the
Dnieper River
This afternoon
And the
Dnieper River looks beautiful
Like always
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Mist Of Time
Mist of Time
Do not spill my blood
On wasteland
Do not bury my last scream
In a grave.
I will walk softly
Across the screen leave no trace
Just a whisper… and
In years to come you will hear
An echo, recalling my name.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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Bury Me Now!
bury me now,
at the feet of your freedom.
bury me now,
in the bowl of your hunger.
bury me now,
in the healing balm.
bury me now,
in the hand that comforts.
bury me now,
at the foot of the birthing bed.
bury me now,
in the march for peace.
bury me now,
let my body be the bridge.
bury me now,
and give names to the faces!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Blood Bound
Countdown, descending down to zero
Bursting into flames
Can't you see the coming of a hero
On this enchanting day
So stand up and be counted
In the solar glance in the desert sand
No longer the hunted
United we are 'til the day we fall
A chain unbreakable
Every link is allied to our mighty vow
We're Blood Bound - We aim for the sun
The luminous moon will take us high over ground
We're Blood Bound - Collecting the stars
We hold a power that is greater than all
We're Blood Bound
Watch out, the heathen's all around us
Always watch you back
We've got a lust for freedom
Whatever they say we know we'll stay
We are indestructible
And no matter what happens we will rise above
We're Blood Bound - We aim for the sun
The luminous moon will take us high over ground
We're Blood Bound - Collecting the stars
We hold a power that is greater than all
We're Blood Bound
Look into my eyes
Tell me what is hidden deep inside
Chains about to break
It's the everlasting freedom for us all
We're Blood Bound - We aim for the sun
The luminous moon will take us high over ground
We're Blood Bound - Collecting the stars
We hold a power together
We're Blood Bound - We aim for the sun
The luminous moon will take us high over ground
We're Blood Bound - Collecting the stars
We hold a power together - Blood Bound
Power forever - Blood Bound
Power - We're Blood Bound
song performed by by Hammerfall
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Deep In The Motherlode
Get out of the way fat man. you got something to do
Go fill up your hands till theyre shining up at you.
You gotta get out while theres gold in the air
Its falling like water, coming down from the hills.
Go west young man
Earn a dollar a day just like your family said.
Youre rolling your days right on into the night
The head of the lines going way out of sight.
Go west young man like your family said
All along the wagons
All along the dusty trail.
Seventeen years not over a day
Like children in the wild.
Your mothers milk still wet on your face
And no one to pray for your safe journey home.
Out beyond the desert
Across the mountains by the fall.
Servants who leave their masters house
Are walking all the way.
The golden fields that beckoned you
Are darkened by the years.
Go west young man
If you knew then what you know today
Youd be back where you started a happier man
And leave all the glory to those who have remained.
So go west young man
Go west young man, like your family said.
song performed by by Genesis
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Deliver Us From Temptation
Freedom" this cry of all slaves will be heard
And the tyrants will feel the steal of the sword
The chains will be broken by all slaves on the earth
Forever to be free from their load
Time has run out for all you tyrants on earth
Your slaves are heedin\' the call
Makin\' an end to all this terror and pain
An end to your lies and your law
Takin\' away all your gold and your money
\'cause dead men don\'t need it anymore
Much too long we felt the slash of your whips
So now you will feel or swords
Freedom the eternal cry will echo high in the sky
The day will come when all power has been broken
Your blood will flow down to the gates of hell
Satan will wait for your souls
Pray to your god he won\'t help you he\'s dead
He won\'t fool our minds and our soul... anymore
Chorus:
Freedom the cry of all slaves will be heard
The tyrants will now feel the steel of the sword
The chains will be broken by all slaves on earth
Chorus
Forever to be free from their load
Chorus
... Forever to be free from their load
song performed by by Helloween
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Bury Me In My Home
Let the soul creep in my shadow
Wake me up when you’re gray
Eat my meal, throw the ladle
Shine the sun, cast them away
Dig the hole in the ground
Bury me in my home
Break the bells, call no funeral
Don’t let them say the prayer
Say me bye, like my humor
Never become them, be my heir
You’d lose the foes you found
Bury me in my home
Save yourself with the sword
Avoid the burden of the shield
Fight them in the name of Lord
Follow the way, you can’t see
Dig the grave, make no sound
Bury me in my home
Face the demise, lose the war
Hug it with your pain
Keep your soul, not lose it far
Feel the surge of dying again
Do the job, you are bound to
Bury me in my home...
The zone that I own
Bury me in my home...
Bury me in my home...
poem by Usman Hanif
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Hear Me
In the hills hear me
Hear my roar
Be aware
I am mighty
I am strong
I can break your bones
You come hunting for me
As I do for you
I am a tiger
So beautiful to see
I can run
I can hide
I am the best
Look at me go
I will fight to the end
Be not afraid
Look me in the eye
What do you see
A big tiger
Please be at ease
You can hear me
From far away
Hear my cry
Hear my call
Let me be
I want to be free
Run with the others
Be with my family
That is all I want
I will let you know
I want to protect
My young
poem by Angel Plant
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My family(concept of art)
My family my tree
Deep rooted in my heritage
My family my tree
Who I'm the fruit of her
My family fair sky
Where my sun always shine
My family there are my roots
Where I got MIne and me
My family is my word
My family is my blood
My family is my fine touch
My family
is big heart
Who love with no hurt
My family is my love
for that love I love
And I hate
What I hate so
My family is my moral code
MY culture
And my bank acount
Never been out of cash
My family is my fortess
And my fortune
My family is not
fall out of fishion
My family face
is always fancy
My family is what
You never know
me with out
MY color
My conscious
And my concept of art
poem by Sallam Yassin
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Rivers of Russia
Arctic Rivers race down the tundra,
the taiga, the steppes, become the long rivers,
the Volga, the Dnieper, the Don— then push on
to pour themselves into the Black Sea—
sometimes flowing iridescent silver with moonlight,
sometimes brown, sometimes green, sometimes dark gray or blue,
sometimes incandescent red with blood, sometimes pure gold.
This poem is in the book Diamonds in a Stony Field
by Alla Renée Bozarth, copyright 2011. All rights reserved.
poem by Alla Renee Bozarth
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Fields Of The Brave
Sometimes I close my eyes
And picture the plains
I see Buffalo Bill and the Iroquois
Riding again
Open skies, fertile ground
This was heaven on earth
That they found
We got what they gave
By their God we were saved
They were humble not depraved
These streets were afraid of
Once were the fields of the brave
The fields of the brave
Where a Chevrolet rusts
By a closed shopping mall
Can you see through the dust
Where the brave ones stood tall
Buried deep where they fell
They live on in the stories we tell
They got what they gave
By their God they were saved
And I say this as I pray
I cant help but dream of
The days these were fields of the brave
The fields of the brave
After all this time
And the struggles in between
We stand next in line
With the chance we can build on their dreams
In the
Fields of the brave
Fields of the brave
We got what they gave
In the fields of the brave
Let their spirits be saved
And I pray this on their graves
Therell be a return of
The days these were fields of the brave
The fields of the brave
song performed by by Styx
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Ukraine is now on the front line of the war — global war — of freedom against tyranny. The war the free world didn't want to admit existed. It cannot be ignored any longer. Brave Ukrainians are fighting like hell and dying right now to remind us not to take liberty for granted. Putin, like every dictator before him, underestimated the free will of free people. They deserve every weapon, every resource to win this war. Because they're fighting for us. Not only for the whole and free Ukraine. ... This is not chess. This is not a battle between opposite colors, but of opposite values. Freedom, life and love versus tyranny, death and hatred. This is not chess. But sometimes things are black and white. Sometimes you have to fight for what you believe. Or you lose it. This is not chess. There are no draws, no compromises in our battle with true evil. It's win or lose. And so we must fight. And so we must win. Slava Ukraini! Glory to Ukraine. Glory to freedom.
quote by Garry Kasparov
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Returning Home
In the smoke I smell
Dead animals,
Dead neighbors, friends, and family members.
In the mist I see
All those who were once alive.
Behind me
Our town stands
Burned down to ashes;
Only skeletons remain.
This war has taken away so much.
In the rubble on the streets
I see
The way things once were.
Happy homes
Filled with laughter
Children playing
Stickball in the street.
Now
So much has been taken
Away from me.
We find bodies
In the yards, in the wells,
In our fields and on the streets;
Dead animals,
Dead neighbors, friends, and family members.
The war is over
And we are back.
To bury the dead,
To give hope to the young,
To start again.
poem by Rabia Minhas
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Thicker Than Blood
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She was born in kansas city, raised in arkansas
Fell in love with an ex-marine
She already had three babies; he had one of his own
They came together for another and me
Our family never shared the same last name
But our family was a family, the same
(and they say) blood is thicker than water
Oh, but love is thicker than blood
Wreck out on the highway, rain falling down
Lord, he must have fell asleep at the wheel
Theres a number of people just standing around
Lord, I cant condemn the fear that they feel
For that river of red could be the death of me
God, give me strength and keep reminding me
That blood is thicker than water
Oh, but love is thicker than blood
Bridge:
And if blood is thicker than water
Then what are we fighting for
Were all sons and daughters
Of something that means so much more
I see it on my tv but I cant understand
Lord, its one big contradiction to me
How in gods name we love thy neighbor with fists
In our hands
And kill each other when we just dont agree
Why cant we see the walls we cant see through
And see what gods been telling me and you
(and that is) blood is thicker than water
Oh, but love, love is thicker than blood
song performed by by Garth Brooks
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Freedom Ain't Another Word for Nothin Left to Lose
And as I go forth on the next boxcar
The blues I have is greater than the star
That shines in the north sky
The one that shines so no more may die
So follow the old drinking gourd
Because because the old man swore
The way to freedom it shall show
To leave your plow to leave your rake and hoe
To cross over Jordan and to go
Way down to and over to Jericho
To the north to Cleveland
To that great Canadian Land
Down over and up and around
Find their way watch the hound
Use the rivers to get around
And try to make It all the way
Stay in the safe house all the day
The drinking gourd will tell us the way
Let us swing down and hop a ride
Let us sing and sway in time
Let us leave our farm and leave our fields
Freedom is how we deal
Every man shall be
Free to go and free to leave
Apartheid in our land shall be no more
As shall be the company store
Or be oppressed by wicked chains
Be interned impoverished be a slave
Be discriminated against
Run now break the fence,
Of oppression of fighting of hate
Because all men and women can be great
To help there land all be free
Great god almighty lead freedom ring
Let freedom ring here and there
Here and there and everywhere
From the poorest town to the rich city’s
From all north and down even in Mississippi
Let freedom ring everywhere
Let it go from farm and field
Let it ring in the skyscraper where
They will here it once again wield
The power wield the hope
To topple over all those
Who are sanding in there way
All those who did say
Freedom shalln’t be here
There everywhere
Not limited to those with money
Not limited to those with 20
Billion of anything
But all of us let freedom ring
Freedom is ring
Can you hear it singing?
Racism is still around
It can always be round
But it shall be no more
As the racism has in store a terrible end indeed
They will stop and think why must I say this and that
Why must I be mean to others, why must I begin to make a spat
What is the point what shall it be this is it they shall see
To clear there hate and clear there minds
Clear the mind not whipping the hides
No being driven by hate
They may never make it to the pearly gates
poem by Timothy Young
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I Wish You Would't Bury Me On Christmas
A dark rewrite of We Wish You A Merry Christmas-Given to me in a very creepy dream by a ghostly solider.
I wish you would't bury me on Christmas
Somehow it just don't seem right
Almost feels like I've been turned on
By both family and friends
If on this most holy of holidays you bury me
Deep out of sight
I wish you would't bury me on Christmas
More often then not now I wonder
Are you doing this in my life I was gay?
So sure now that by family and friends I have been turned on
Because you are so ashamed
You long only to hide the real truth of your son away
now
Never did we ever share those golden days
Those golden days of yore
Gathered around my coffin I see are unfaithful friends who before always advoided us
Wonder why they are here
Could it be that their guilt they can no longer ignore?
Through the long endless years ahead I vow
Here and now
One by one
To haunt you all together
If the fates allow
To prove a augished solider son's ghost
I will hang a shining star upon the highest bough
If you dare to bury me on this Christmas day now
Never did we ever share those golden days
Those golden days of yore
Gathered around my coffin I see are unfaithful friends who before always advoided us
Wonder why they are here
Could it be that their guilt they can no longer ignore?
Through the long endless years ahead I vow
Here and now
One by one
To haunt you all together
If the fates allow
To prove a augished solider son's ghost
I will hang a shining star upon the highest bough
If you dare to bury me on this Christmas day now
I wish you would't bury me on Christmas
I wish you would't bury me on Christmas
I wish you would't bury me on Christmas
Ooh mom and dad and all the rest
If you ever truely loved me
Could't you wait till the new year?
I wish you would't bury me on Christmas
I wish you would't bury me on Christmas
I wish you would't bury me on Christmas
Ooh mom and dad and all the rest
If you ever truely loved me
Could't you wait till the new year?
I wish you would't bury me on Christmas
I wish you would't bury me on Christmas
I wish you would't bury me on Christmas
Ooh mom and dad and all the rest
If you ever truely loved me
Could't you wait till the new year?
I wish you would't bury me on Christmas
I wish you would't bury me on Christmas
Oh really
Could't you wait till the new year?
2008 Ramona Thompson
poem by Ramona Thompson
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