Time to ignite, a show of might, The foreign minister steps in, Before Western critics at this meeting, To speak out loud his thoughts somehow seen. Their accusations are atop his mind, Still fresh from trials of the past, For none here appreciate his kind, He makes his stand and leaves at last. Russia's dissent shared in hallowed rooms, Taking no heed to verbal booms, His speech of pride's answered with silence, And so he makes his swift defiance. No need for more, his time is done, Leaving the critics in stunned uproar, He strides till peace in him is won, Unwavering from his foreign minister's tour.
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