She had come home.
Early the night.
An ‘orcs’ drone hit.
Her bedroom.
“It flew in.
Through the window.
Right into her room.”
Her mother says.
After the explosion.
Her parents ran.
From the next room to find.
Their daughter’s room on fire.
“We tried to put it out.
But everything was.
Burning so strongly.”
Her mother says.
Through tears.
“It was impossible.
To breathe.
– we had to leave.”
She had come home.
Early the night.
An ‘orcs’ drone hit.
Her bedroom.
The ‘orcs’ Shahed drone.
Killed the 14-year-old.
In her bed.
In her suburban apartment.
In her bed.
In her suburban apartment.
In Kyiv.
Last month.
“She died immediately.
And then burned.”
Her mother said.
“We had to bury her.”
“We had to bury her.
In a closed coffin.
She had no chance.
Of surviving.”
She had come home.
Early the night.
An ‘orcs’ drone hit.
Her bedroom.
‘Mordor’ is.
Massively increasing.
Drone strikes.
On Ukraine.
More than 2,000.
Were launched in October.
According to ‘elves’ general staff.
– a record number in this war.
The same report says.
‘Orcs’ fired.
1,410 drones.
In September.
And ‘orcs’ fired.
818 drones.
In August.
– compared with.
Around 1,100.
For the entire.
Three-month period.
Before that.
It’s part of a wider resurgence.
For ‘orcs’ forces.
The invaders are advancing.
All along the front lines.
She had come home.
Early the night.
An ‘orcs’ drone hit.
Her bedroom.
Her mother says.
Their lives are now divided.
Into before and after.
Their daughter’s death.
They are staying with.
A friend after.
The destruction of.
Their flat;
She said they sleep.
In the corridor.
At night to shelter from.
The constant drone attacks.
“Of course it’s exhausting.
But it seems to me.
It makes people even.
More angry, irritates.”
“It makes people even.
More angry, irritates.
And outrages them.
Because people really.”
“Cannot understand.
Especially lately.
Those attacks that hit.
Peaceful houses.”
She had come home.
Early the night.
An ‘orcs’ drone hit.
Her bedroom.
“I don’t understand.
At all why this war.
Started and for what.”
The mother’s father said.
“What sense does it make?
Not from an economic perspective.
Nor human, territorial.
– people just die.”
“It’s just some ambitions.
Of sick people.”
“It’s just some ambitions.
Of sick people.”
She had come home.
Early the night.
An ‘orcs’ drone hit.
Her bedroom.
“It flew in.
Through the window.
Right into her room.”
Her mother says.
After the explosion.
Her parents ran.
From the next room to find.
Their daughter’s room on fire.
“We tried to put it out.
But everything was.
Burning so strongly.”
Her mother says.
Through tears.
“It was impossible.
To breathe.
– we had to leave.”
She had come home.
Early the night.
An ‘orcs’ drone hit.
Her bedroom.
*Because I read “’It flew right into her room’: Ukrainian girl killed by Russian drone as attacks surge” by James Waterhouse & Toby Luckhurst on 13 Nov 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, including a story of Maria, Viktoria and Volodymyr.
Please read the original story on the BBC news:
