Ukrainian Valentine

I see you are delightfully misinformed
that your confusion could reach
comedic proportions were it not
demonically intended
 
I see you are my shadow’s apprentice
the one who hands him the wrench
with which he beats the prisoner
while I am sleeping or down the street
 
I see you are the master of a school
of opposition and despair
without which resisting
we would never become human
 
beings who are only ever
as free and loved
as everyone else