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. 🚁