Today the body of the only real opposition leader in my country was buried
After his death on February 16th
Exactly a month before the presidential “election”.
After three years in prison camps.
Thousands of people gathered before the funeral ceremony, leaving flowers and messages of gratitude
Thousands of people protested on the streets, stopped by the police from getting closer to the funeral
All stood together in his name,
“Peace for Ukraine! Freedom for Russia!”
“You wasn’t afraid, we aren’t afraid.”
But seeing the bravery of my people, openly protesting despite all the risks, despite their faces being caught on cameras, despite everything
And makes me want to spread the word
It often feels just scary and hopeless
Because, what the protests are for? For the goverment to see, to fear, to reconsider their choices
But there has been so many protests
And the people brainwashed by the official propaganda will only see and hear what they’re being shown and told on daily basis.
But to all the people who still know what’s black and white.
He was killed, but not broken.
Even in such tragedy there is light.
And on March 16th the official presidential elections will be held.
But everyone, every single person in this country knows they’re faked.
Have been for years. And years. Even before the constitution was rewritten to coronate one person forever.
The truth that we aren’t broken.
Before all the power of the corrupted, heartless, hating, greedy and evil
There is honesty, bravery, conscience, kindness, understanding
And I just want the humanity to know.
I just want the world to see.
We might not have power to do much else.
But if there is good, kind and understanding outside.
