Take vantage,
heavy eyes,
not to behold
This shameful lodging.
Fortune, good night:
smile once more;
turn thy wheel!
turn thy wheel!
A woman, from Lviv.
Had buried her grandmother.
Just three days earlier.
Just three days earlier.
She’d been sleeping
Poorly ever since.
The night before she’d gone.
To her parents’ house.
And taken a sedative.
So she could finally.
Get some rest.
Get some rest.
What, art mad?
A man may see
how this world goes
with no eyes.
“For the first time.
In my life.
I didn’t hear.
The air-raid siren.”
“Usually, I go down.
To the shelter.
But this time.
I woke up and realized.”
“I was covered in glass.
With shards all around me.
And I’m alive.”
Says the young woman.
Look with thine ears:
see how yond justice rails
upon yond simple thief.
Hark, in thine ear:
The shockwave blew out.
All the windows.
And doors.
In the flat.
The parents managed.
To get out.
Into the corridor.
And were unharmed.
They show a video.
On their phone of.
Shards of glass sticking out.
Of the bedroom walls.
change places;
and, handy-dandy,
which is the justice,
which is the thief?
“My husband has been.
In the military.
Since 2014.”
Since 2014.”
“Many of our relatives.
And friends are serving.
And we’ve heard explosions.
Here before.”
“So I can’t say that.
Here in Lviv.
We’re not at war.”
We’re not at war.”
Take vantage,
heavy eyes,
not to behold
This shameful lodging.
Fortune, good night:
smile once more;
turn thy wheel!
turn thy wheel!
*Because I read “”Прокидаюся вся у склі. Але я жива”. Репортаж з-під розтрощених російським ударом будинків у Львові(‘I wake up covered in glass. But I’m alive.’ A report from among the buildings in Lviv that were destroyed by a Russian strike) ” by Natalia Patrikeeva on 30 Jul 2026 on the BBC news Ukraine, 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 Oleksandra, led by ‘KING LEAR’ written by William Shakespeare, you know.
Please read the original story on the BBC news Ukraine:
