Along with all ‘elves’.
Celebrating their.
Independence Day.
A 19-year-old student.
Had been warned.
Of an increased threat.
Of ‘orcs’ strikes.
But it had not.
Stopped her and.
Hundreds of others.
Making their way up.
To an exposed rooftop.
For an open-air.
Musical display.
Of defiance.
In the heart of Kyiv.
“I heard on the radio.
The Americans were warning.
That the ‘orcs’ will bomb.
You today.”
“And I was like.
‘Oh my God.
They want to kill us’.”
She said.
As the setting sun.
Illuminated the patterns of.
Her traditional outfit.
The vyshyvanka.
“But we’re used to it.
And know we live.
In this dangerous situation.
So we are not scared.”
As a dozen.
Orchestral musicians.
Clad in black.
Pumped out.
High-octane.
Takes on.
Classic ‘elves’ tunes.
You mentioned one thing.
That is different from.
Their last two.
Independence Days.
At war:
Ukraine has.
Now entered.
And taken.
‘Orcs’ territory.
“When we saw this news.
From Kursk.
From ‘orcs’ region.
It was an amazing event.”
“It’s like a miracle for us.
We are so happy with it.”
She said the fate.
That ‘orcs’ on the border.
Were now suffering.
Displaced and in danger.
Was a natural consequence.
Of the full-scale invasion.
Of Ukraine.
Two and a half years ago.
“From that moment on.
We started hating them.”
“And now…
We want to.
Kill them.
And it’s awful.”
“I understand that.
It’s not okay.
For humans.
To say this.”
“But we hate them.
And we can’t think.
In any other way.
Because they want to kill us.”
As the setting sun.
Illuminated the patterns of.
Her traditional outfit.
The vyshyvanka.
“But we’re used to it.
And know we live.
In this dangerous situation.
So we are not scared.”
Along with all ‘elves’.
Celebrating their.
Independence Day.
A 19-year-old student.
Had been warned.
Of an increased threat.
Of ‘orcs’ strikes.
But it had not.
Stopped her and.
Hundreds of others.
Making their way up.
To an exposed rooftop.
For an open-air.
Musical display.
Of defiance.
In the heart of Kyiv.
“I heard on the radio.
The Americans were warning.
That the ‘orcs’ will bomb.
You today.”
“And I was like.
‘Oh my God.
They want to kill us’.”
She said.
*Because I read “Gains in Russian territory shape Ukraine independence celebrations” by Nick Beake on 25 Aug 2024, and also “Why are Ukrainians calling Russians ‘orcs’?” by James FitzGerald on 30 Apr 2022, on the BBC news.
So, I wrote this poem, as a story of Yuliia.
Please read the original story on the BBC news:
Gains on Russian soil shape Ukraine independence celebrations (bbc.com)
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