Russia

Bolt upright in boots of black,
The world stands waiting for attack,
The planes of flight are not those known,
But rather wings of peace enthroned.

Feed your people all you can,
Build them strong, and understand
That each weak link belittles all,
The time has come to heed the call.

Be a bold and courageous land,
Drink of waters clear and stand
United, count the cost,
What is won when all is lost.

Soon the oceans will rise again,
Salted water will then lend
Healing lesions a chance to fair
Better than the past would dare.