Wakkerschrift: Stories That Sting

They meet in marble halls, Brussels kissing Washington’s hands. Tanks roll in, billions fall — And us? We sleep while fire expands. Mach Ten screams across the sky, Ornik hums through forest bands. From Poland out to Paris high, A poisoned dart seeks power’s lands. Verse 2 Putin laughs in a bunker of steel, Western dreams pierced with one swift deal. A hypersonic prayer for a frozen night — Who lit the fuse, who sparked this fight? Chorus Wake up, Europe — your borders lie open. No wall so thick the hazel stops hoping. A nuclear prayer, a hypersonic choir — We’re counting billions… what’s left to aspire? Verse 3 The Hague nods, Berlin spins, London stays mute, NATO parades, a General astute. Crowds sleep under CNN’s glassy dome, Tick tock — Ornik’s whistle roams. Verse 4 In Belarus, the shutters lean askew, Tactical weapons, nuclear hues. In minutes, Paris melts like wax and flame — Who digs the trenches, who joins the game? Chorus Wake up, Europe — your borders lie open. No wall so thick the hazel stops hoping. A nuclear prayer, a hypersonic choir — We’re counting billions… what’s left to aspire? Bridge Stealth and steel, letters weighed in lead, Children dream of peace and wake up dead. We sow the missiles, we reap the fright, And Brussels kisses Washington — grateful, contrite. Outro Hazel whispers, Ornik shrieks, Europe snores, the future leaks. Wake up, neighbor — wake up my street. This weapon, this hazel — it strikes, discreet. please subscribe and like, it keeps me going!!!!