My homeland Finland in the Second World War
Human greatness grows to some extent
when met with trials and adversity
and should be measured most correctly
by how these adversities are dealt with,
as there is no more admirable greatness
than when sufferings and tribulations are survived
with marks that last of traumas, scars and bleeding wounds forever,
speaking figuratively of mentally and spiritually lasting damages.
An invalid surviving accidents and wars with his integrity and courage intact
is a hero of much higher dignity and status
than some ordinary decorated gatherer of medals.
Thus the small and poorly populated cold and dark old Finland
reached a much more prominent degree of greatness
in resisting the attacks of the world’s greatest land the Soviet Union
in two wars and saving independence and her sovereignty
against such an overwhelming superpower,
even fighting back successfully.
That is what I call greatness, the resistance of a young and small democracy
against the hardest tyrannous oppression in the world.
We had more casualties and victims than we could afford,
but at least there also were a number of survivors, carrying on the intrepidity.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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A question of greatness
Human greatness grows to some extent
when met with trials and adversity
and should be measured most correctly
by how these adversities are dealt with,
as there is no more admirable greatness
than when sufferings and tribulations are survived
with marks that last of traumas, scars and bleeding wounds forever,
speaking figuratively of mentally and spiritually lasting damages.
An invalid surviving accidents and wars with his integrity and courage intact
is a hero of much higher dignity and status
than some ordinary decorated gatherer of medals.
Thus the small and poorly populated cold and dark old Finland
reached a much more prominent degree of greatness
in resisting the attacks of the world’s greatest land the Soviet Union
in two wars and saving independence and her sovereignty
against such an overwhelming superpower,
even fighting back successfully.
That is what I call greatness, the resistance of a young and small democracy
against the hardest tyrannous oppression in the world.
We had more casualties and victims than we could afford,
but at least there also were a number of survivors, carrying on the intrepidity.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
Read 285 times
Written on 2020-10-18 at 02:01
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