What are you thinking, old man
Don’t see you willing to bleed or die for your country
But the young ones can
There’s no disputing
The bloody hands of Putin
They say you burn your soldiers, that you can’t even return the corpses to their mothers
If this is the war you want, why don’t you fight at the frontline with your brothers
It’s insane that you’re a father
You clearly do not value life
Poisoning your enemies
Maybe you’re a little nervous now,
your rich oligarch-supporters don’t like bleeding money, they might turn into frenemies
You might not sit so safe on your throne
Remember what happened to Caesar in Rome
What’s up with these old men in power
And the steps they’re willing to take
To fuck us all over
What are you thinking, old man
Don’t see you bleed or die for your country
But the young ones can
It’s always the young ones who can..
Got me asking: Can you really value a life
As an old, greedy delusional man
There’s no disputing
The bloody hands of Putin
The world failed Syria because Russia had interest
But now that blue-eyed blonde kids are killed
We find the courage to protest
It’s a sad world we live in
Syrians, forgive us this treachery
We never learn from our bloody history..
We are who we are at the core
We could always have done so much more
Maybe we deserve the final war..?
How you lead your country now, it’s abysmal
You rattle and hiss, with your nuclear arsenal
Like you are not just another world resident
Like your life is not also just for rent
Russia, this man in power is too dangerous
It’s time you throw your president
Obviously not Putin’s bloody hand- I somehow doubt this man has shed much blood in all his miserable life. I have this theory that the hardest people are the ones who has suffered the least..
