The Russian

Oh, my friend, you hate me with a passion
For I cannot control my country.
You reason that I am a worm
And cannot stop it from anything---
Which is true... I have no power over my own government
And do not want it. Simply to have a voice
Which my government ensures
And that is why I pay my taxes.
Yet, you hate me because I pay my taxes;
And those taxes go to prevent yours
From catalyzing the world's end.
I understand you lost everything...
I truly do. And I am sorry for that.
My heart reams with anger at the world
For war is an awful thing, and your country
Should not have entered into Ukraine.
That is why you lost everything...
And I am sorry, and I take your unjustified
Rage at me, and internalize it, as the primary
Reason I hate war. For it creates you.
And there is no good use for you.
Thus, it helps me understand the Bible more.
I am sorry for all that has happened to you.
I truly am, and spare me from having to witness the things
You have witnessed, for that is why I prophesy
To stop the catastrophe I know war to be.
Though erring, and 20% correct
It is wisdom by which I prophesy, 
And I do not wish for many people to have seen
The tough things you have seen.
That is why I am an advocate of peace.
You are destroyed by your own government's actions
And I do not wish to be destroyed by mine.
But yet, find Christ, my friend, and all that evil
Will sap out of you, by His teachings and His Spirit
And you will find a good use for yourself again
Happily dwelling in your homes
When you return to Zion.