Ukraine

In this sea of black and grey,

I stand out like golden frizz.

Only if you catch me smile,

Do I shine my champagne-fizz.

These charcoal, smokey, granit waves,

Are rocking me to slumber now.

This little speck of flaxen frizz,

Finds comfort in the dingey bow.

Your fragile heart and one-track-mind,

Would get crumbled, broken, see?

By my new friend, this Thunderic Ocean,

Who I now love, at ashen sea.

In this sea of black and grey,

I stand out like golden frizz.

Only if you catch me smile,

Do I shine my champagne-fizz.

A stoic gang of hard-edged statues,

Make up my new lovely crew.

I grip on close to obstinate rock,

That has an ancient, worn tattoo.

Survival, the one word on your mind,

In capital letters and grey,

I see your fair-candy center,

You still are who you are today.

In this sea of black and grey,

I stand out like golden frizz.

Only if you catch me smile,

Do I shine my champagne-fizz.