As flies to wanton boys,
are we to the gods,
They kill us
for their sport.
Until just over.
A week ago.
He and his unit were.
Making regular trips.
Across Ukraine’s border.
Into the ‘Mordor’’s.
Town of Sudzha.
He shows you video.
Taken with a phone.
Of their very last trip.
As ‘elves’ forces retreated.
From ‘Mordor’’s Kursk region.
Men must endure
Their going hence,
even as their coming hither:
Ripeness is all: come on.
It shows them.
Making their way.
Past dozens of burnt out.
Military and civilian vehicles.
A soldier armed with a shotgun.
Their last line of defence.
Scans the horizon.
For ‘orcs’ drones.
Out of nowhere.
One flies towards.
The back of their truck.
Sparks fly.
The back of their truck.
Sparks fly.
But they keep on going.
But they keep on going.
As flies to wanton boys,
are we to the gods,
They kill us
for their sport.
He says they were lucky.
– the explosive charge.
Was not big.
Enough to stop them.
Another truck nearby.
Was less fortunate.
It was already.
In flames.
Men must endure
Their going hence,
even as their coming hither:
Ripeness is all: come on.
He admits ‘elves’.
Retreat from Sudzha.
The largest town.
Ukraine held in Kursk.
Was “not well organised”.
“It was pretty chaotic.
Many units left.
In disarray.”
“I think the problem was.
The order to withdraw.
Came too late.”
Came too late.”
As flies to wanton boys,
are we to the gods,
They kill us
for their sport.
It wasn’t helped.
He says, because.
Units were operating.
Without proper communications.
The Starlink satellite systems.
They normally rely on.
Didn’t work.
Inside ‘Mordor’.
Men must endure
Their going hence,
even as their coming hither:
Ripeness is all: come on.
The 27-year-old soldier.
Still views.
The Kursk offensive.
As broadly successful.
He says it forced.
‘Mordor’ to divert.
‘Mordor’ to divert.
Its forces from the east.
Most of ‘elves’ troops.
Still managed to escape in time.
– even if for many.
It was on foot.
As flies to wanton boys,
are we to the gods,
They kill us
for their sport.
But he believes.
‘Elves’ surprise incursion.
Into ‘orcs’ territory.
Launched last August.
Was too deep.
And too narrow.
– relying on just one main road.
For supplies and reinforcements.
Men must endure
Their going hence,
even as their coming hither:
Ripeness is all: come on.
While he and his men.
Were fleeing for their lives.
The US President.
And ‘the One’ were talking.
By phone about trying.
To bring the war.
To an end.
He finds that “absurd”.
change places;
and, handy-dandy,
which is the justice,
which is the thief?
“To me these calls.
Between the US President.
And ‘the One’.
Are just surreal.”
“The US President wants.
To end the war.
Because he promised.
To do it.”
“- and ‘the One’ wants.
To deceive the US President.
To continue his war.”
To continue his war.”
“I can’t take.
Their conversations seriously.”
“I can’t take.
Their conversations seriously.”
‘Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall;
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall.
He, whose home is.
In the now ‘orcs’-occupied.
Luhansk region.
Tells you he feels.
Disappointed with.
Disappointed with.
The US and.
The US President.
“What can I feel?
When they just want?
To give away my home?”
To give away my home?”
change places;
and, handy-dandy,
which is the justice,
which is the thief?
He never believed.
He never believed.
That ‘the One’ would be.
Willing to trade.
Any part of ‘Mordor’.
For ‘elves’ occupied territories.
Any part of ‘Mordor’.
For ‘elves’ occupied territories.
Men must endure
Their going hence,
even as their coming hither:
Ripeness is all: come on.
But he still believes.
The Kursk offensive was.
Important to protect.
Its own border.
‘Elves’ troops may have been.
Forced to retreat.
But they still occupy.
High ground.
But they still occupy.
High ground.
Just over the border.
With Sumy.
As flies to wanton boys,
are we to the gods,
They kill us
for their sport.
*Because I read “Ukraine’s ‘chaotic’ withdrawal from Russia, in its soldiers’ words” by Jonathan Beale on 21 Mar 2025, 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 Artem, led by ‘KING LEAR’ written by William Shakespeare and ‘THROUGH the LOOKING-GLASS’ written by Lewis Carroll, you know.
Please read the original story on the BBC news:
Ukraine’s ‘chaotic’ withdrawal from Russia, in its soldiers’ words
