Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix, in Belize, in UKRAINE: No:5: "Mother Courage."
When your coiffeur is DONE, when your Tits droop and that Dick or Saddle-bags stand testament to your Maturity, a GIG U never thought to see, "Ou sans les neige, dantan?" yet faced EVER with infernal Tomorrows, worries, Kids, Grand-Kids, WAR & PEACE; how to treat a Wound, BURN, SHELL-SHOCK a-la-UKRAINE, remembering a Song of your Mammas Youth, maybe?
When your CLOTHES, wracked to RUIN, underwear, FEMALE-products at the PHARMACIE, now shelled & destroyed, but U must BE BRAVE for the Kids, Young Wives, post-natal, shivering in fear and YOU, like MOTHER-COURAGE; no job for you, a glance at your bracelet, a Soldier, in yester-years War he gave to U? They NEVER come back. Dead in carnage. Brave lads who danced for your affection?
When your finger-nails, crippled with cold and all sanitation for the Young & the Old is despair and the WEAKEST cry, scream, yet the naturally BOLD, Kids, Soldiers, TEENS rise UP and say, "Tomorrow-s Our Day!" your SKIRTS surround in one final HURRAH!...and the rest, liberated, is how they find U...
c.dave delacroix. March, 2022. (Death to Putin-Tyrant).
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