Red-brick and stone walls.
Blue sky and a white cloud.
The glory of the heritage.
Survived two world wars.
Black smoke poured out.
Red flames blazed up.
Through a targeted shelling.
In the school of hard knocks.
Grey ashes overspread.
Charred red-brick and stone walls.
Standing on the ground.
The heritage of Lysychansk.
*Because I read the article about the Lysychansk Multidisciplinary Gymnasium like “School that survived two world wars burnt down – Luhansk chief” on 3 May 2022, on the BBC news, and watched the regional head’s Telegram.
So, I wrote this poem.
**My friend shows you this poem also on the Ukrainian website for their children and others!
Please join them! You can also hear my voice, singing this poem.
