The Curse Of Cain

Death twisted history,

guilts conferee

the liar unmasked

revenge by decree

His legions unfurling,

their flag through the smoke

the volunteers hailing,

preserving the hope

With dark days upon them,

no fear to be found

the women, the children,

in place underground

Around every corner,

behind every door

their liberty sacred,

today—evermore

(Warsaw: March, 2022)