Dude.....he said "Nazis"
A poem from a Russian soldier to his mother. Written in a Ukrainian hospital
Mom, I'm a prisoner but don't cry. I was broken now I’m new. I was treated by a Kherson doctor. I’m so tired. They treated me. Can you believe that? I fired from Gradov. Half the hospital was rubble…
but he treated me: "because you’ need attention."
Mom, I'm a monster, I'm sorry. In the constant lies we got lost. All my life I have to bear this cross. Now my eyes are open. We were taken to places to attack. Where did the shells land? What have we done with Kherson!
The hospitals are full of wounded. Everyone here curses Russians. A father, turned whiter than a sheet, shakes his dead child
Mother, I am a monster, an executioner. There are no terrorists here. There is only sad cries. And we are the ones who are more terrible than the Nazis.
We, mother, we were sent to slaughter. The battalion commander had no remorse. Then a Kherson man shouted to me: “Stop! Get down!" and do you know what, mother? He didn't want to shoot me. He is human and I a killer. Do you hear, mother, I am a murderer, I spilled their blood!
Mom, I'm a prisoner, but don't cry. Damned, but now like new. I was treated by a Kherson doctor Tired, strict and harsh. He did medical duty. Now I, burning with shame, can finally think for the first time, I could think: Who needs a war like this?
Saved from a Ukrainian telegram channel march 5, 2022
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