The Cold War ended — what a shame!
Now NATO had one chance for fame.
One chance to keep itself alive.
One chance for NATO to survive.
Its Raison D’être put to bed
It must expand or drop down dead,
And so it gazed unto the East
In that direction saw a feast —
Some nations who could join its pact,
And NATO of course honour lacked,
So Russia’s cries fell on deaf ears,
And NATO’s moves entrenched its fears.
Then NATO looked at the Ukraine,
Its oil, its coal, its fields of grain,
And said: “Come join us in our fold,
We promise greenbacks, graft and gold.”
But Putin said: “Forget it mate!
Ukraine will stay a neutral state
Or else we’ll blow it all to bits!”
Zelensky, scared out of his wits,
But quite safe in his acting role
Then said to NATO: “Bless my soul,
I think perhaps we should give in
For that would be the lesser sin.
I know this Putin pretty well,
He may just send us all to Hell!”
But NATO said: “Do as you’re told.
You’ll win an Oscar, maybe gold.
You’ll take out the Nobel Peace Prize —
Listen to us for we are wise.
We, NATO, will most surely win —
Fight to the last Ukrainian!
So you must now prepare for war
Train up the NAZIs at your core,
Though you of course are just a Jew,
A figure head — that’s nothing new.”
So after 7 years of war,
Putin no longer could ignore
His fellow Russians in Ukraine,
The thousands dead, their constant pain,
Zelensky sitting on his ass,
The rockets raining on Donbas.
And so at last, his patience lost,
And knowing, great the coming cost,
He gave the order to attack;
To stretch Ukraine upon the rack
Of bloody war, as NATO cheered,
As peace, the state that NATO feared,
Was then consigned to flaming Hell.
And o’er Ukraine the acrid smell
Of burning flesh suffused the air,
As NATO in its Western lair
Winked at its friends who make the guns;
And mothers grieved for slaughtered sons.
— D.N. O’Brien