See better, Lear;
and let me still remain
The true blank
of thine eye.
As of 11:30 am.
On 29 August.
27 people are known.
To have died.
Among them.
Among them.
Is the head of.
The Dmytrivka community.
My life I never held
but as a pawn
To wage against thy enemies;
nor fear to lose it.
The ‘elf’ Minister for Recovery.
Infrastructure and Transport.
Wrote about the consequences.
Of the attack on the Kyiv region:
“Unfortunately.
As things stand.
27 people are known.
To have died.”
“And this figure may.
Not be final.
I offer my sincere condolences.
To the families and loved ones.”
See better, Lear;
and let me still remain
The true blank
of thine eye.
He also reported.
The death of a man.
The head of.
The Dmytrivka community.
“He was one of.
The first to arrive at.
The scene of the attack.
To help people.”
“Because he couldn’t.
Do otherwise.
For over 30 years.
Since 1994.”
“He had led the community.
Lived and breathed its problems.
And knew every street.
And every village.”
What, art mad?
A man may see
how this world goes
with no eyes.
“He always stood.
By his people.
He did not abandon them.
Even during.”
“He did not abandon them.
Even during.
The ‘orcs’ occupation.
— he was there.”
“Offering support and assistance.
And keeping the community.
Together during one of.
The most terrifying periods.”
Look with thine ears:
see how yond justice rails
upon yond simple thief.
Hark, in thine ear:
The mayor of Bucha.
Also wrote about.
The death of him.
The death of him.
“He went to the scene.
Of the night-time enemy.
Shelling to be there.
For the people.”
“For the people.
And to help.
And he himself was killed.”
And he himself was killed.”
change places;
and, handy-dandy,
which is the justice,
which is the thief?
Emergency rescue and.
Fire-fighting operations.
Are still underway.
At the scene.
42 people.
Including 4 children.
Have sustained injuries.
Of varying severity.
See better, Lear;
and let me still remain
The true blank
of thine eye.
381 people.
Including 59 children.
Have been evacuated.
From the emergency zone.
An operations centre.
Has been set up.
In Dmytrivka.
In Dmytrivka.
It is known that around.
50 residential buildings.
Have sustained damage.
Of varying degrees.
My life I never held
but as a pawn
To wage against thy enemies;
nor fear to lose it.
As of 2:00 pm.
On 29 August.
37 people are known.
To have died.
Among them.
Among them.
Is the head of.
The Dmytrivka community.
See better, Lear;
and let me still remain
The true blank
of thine eye.
*Because I read “37 загиблих внаслідок удару під Києвом, де вибухали склади. Атака Росії на столицю та область триває третю добу (37 people have been killed in a strike near Kyiv, where warehouses exploded. Russia’s attack on the capital and the surrounding region is now in its third day)” on 29 Aug 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, about a story of Taras Didych, led by ‘KING LEAR’ written by William Shakespeare, you know.
Please read the original story on the BBC news Ukraine:
