Opinion - Cacophony of Fallacies

Cacophony of fallacies

As I hemorrhage, into Ukrainian snow

this I wonder, maybe, I know

who benefits from gurgling death

my last, agonizing, farewell breath?

Who mourns the passing of casual fodder

every day, it seems even odder

that anybody spares a ton of thought

for another fool, who just got caught?

Those who happily call the shots

rocket hail, in salvos, lots

in Wall Street, Paris, and many haunts

won't interrupt, their pleasant jaunts.

Zelensky got such wild applause

for his sacred, 'Patriot cause'

who, I ask, will clap and cheer

for the poor bastard, bleeding here?

Around me, sounds of battle still

a bizarre, amusing, overkill

my guts are spread across my knees

the snow stained red, burst arteries.

I wait to see Death Angel's face

take me, to another place

take me to, where Wisdom sees

this cacophony of fallacies.

F.M. 🚁