Navalny in his prison cell

Is locked away again

In permanent isolation

To block his powerful spell

His power? The human word

Cuts through all the lies

He must be killed or silenced

But truth – it never dies


In Jerusalem the elders

Conspire to bring him down

The preacher up from Galilee

Now arrived in town

But people hang upon his words

And that is what they fear

They’ll find a way they always do

The rabble we must steer


Who does Putin talk to?

Who speaks words to him?

Does anybody tell him things?

Is conversation in?

Without the gift of language

Without the human word

The world will go to hell

And cries will go unheard


Brian Fahy

18 November 2022

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