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The Victory of Ukraine (part II)

Sun to wake us in ruin But this was our zeal The Navy accepts a thing or two in a handshake Mystery to us all Ruses down for the count And in these three years of reaction Misery is at liberty’s door Offering the observable in a basket Proverbs to the Times and other three A politician’s wonder And people as they speak of Rome And our column, the heir Mystery of the Lord And we are in pain, and see an arc The fires of the Sun, with Britain’s Cross Inking our page in as small as it gets Lighting fortune for better years- such as this And in the iris an image Of days on the waiting deck Nearly the steady, prodigal unite Offering and barely soon But to the savings of men- and their chariot and their street- and their poem The place was hers, Sweet Ukraine And thirty-somethings back at seventeen Adorned with mystery and prayer For even our buildings got shot But we have glad news and time to carry Our lost and gone are together And together approved of a plan To collect our belongings as apostles And know their weary home is blue Days for three and here The Inkerman of June- and at night For rote and skill No pauper be afraid Victory is here Even artifacts rejoice- Ecstasy all at once And across Europe they may The steady ship and lay Union in public- with all our stars And what us May- and June A high and steady deal Putin is gone- and left this year To the West our clout Fairing new The victory car In Heaven’s rain Without fail.