It is Time For Russianism
It is time that the land
The home of sweet Snegurochka
Where Lady Snow rules
Where the earth fragrant with chamomile
Responds to the thump of the Cossacks.
The land where the oldest animal worshipped
Still growls and roams
Where ballerinas slide like fairies
Across the smooth theater floor.
Home of Tolstoy and Dostoevsky
Who wielded their pens
Where the music of Tchaikovsky and Korsakov
Reached the far corners of the world.
Where the skies display
Multi colored onion domes
That reach up to the heavens above,
Where scary Baba Yaga witch
And the enchanting Fire Bird
Manage to scare the kids.
Where Tzarism gave way
With great pains to Communism
Which claiming to care for its citizens
Only bred a series of oligarchs.
I dream of a Russia
Where bereft of all previous “ isms”
She come into her own
Reflecting the best of her heritage
Neither European nor Asian
It is time, for Russianism, I feel.
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Alpharetta, Georgia, July 2022
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