Do you think it’s going to rain?’
Tweedledum spread
a large umbrella over
himself and his brother,
and looked up into it.
‘No, I don’t think it is,’
he said: ‘at least
– not under here. Nohow.’
An entire family.
– a married couple and.
Their two young sons –
Have been killed.
In an overnight.
‘Orcs’ drone attack.
In ‘elves’ north-eastern.
Sumy region.
‘But it may rain outside?’
‘It may – if it chooses,’
said Tweedledee:
‘we’ve no objection.
Contrariwise.’
‘Selfish things!’ thought Alice,
and she was just going to say
‘Good-night’ and leave them,
The regional head said.
A residential building was.
Hit in the village.
Of Chernechchyna.
The bodies of the two children.
Aged four and six.
And their parents were later.
Recovered from the wreckage.
He had a tall
red night-cap on,
with a tassel, and
he was lying crumpled up
into a sort of untidy heap,
and snoring loud
– ‘fit to snore his head off!’
as Tweedledum remarked.
‘Elves’ air force said.
Its units shot down.
46 out of.
65 ‘orcs’ drones.
Across the country.
– but there were 19.
Direct hits.
In six locations.
‘I’m afraid he’ll catch cold
with lying on the damp grass,’
said Alice, who was
a very thoughtful little girl.
‘He’s dreaming now,’
said Tweedledee:
‘and what do you think
he’s dreaming about?’
In a post.
On Telegram.
On Tuesday morning.
The regional head accused.
‘Orcs’ forces of.
Deliberately targeting.
A residential building.
In Chernechchyna.
He said the loss of.
An entire family was.
“A tragedy that we will.
Never forget or forgive”.
Alice said, ‘Nobody
can guess that.’
‘Why, about you!’
Tweedledee exclaimed,
clapping his hands triumphantly.
‘And if he left off
dreaming about you,
where do you suppose you’d be?’
‘Elves’ state emergencies service.
DSNS later said.
Two residential buildings were.
Partially destroyed in the village.
It also posted.
Photos showing.
Firefighters tackling blazes.
After the ‘orcs’ strike.
‘Where I am now,
of course,’ said Alice.
‘Not you!’ Tweedledee
retorted contemptuously.
‘You’d be nowhere.
Why, you’re only
a sort of thing
in his dream!’
In recent weeks.
‘Mordor’ has intensified.
Its aerial assaults.
On Ukraine.
Regularly launching.
Hundreds of drones.
And dozens of missiles.
On Ukraine.
‘If that there King was to wake,’
added Tweedledum,
‘you’d go out – bang! –
just like a candle!’
‘I shouldn’t!’
Alice exclaimed indignantly.
‘Besides, if I’m only
a sort of thing
Ukraine has long.
Been urging.
Its Western allies.
To provide it with.
Enough advanced air defence.
Weaponry to be able to.
Cope with almost daily.
‘Orcs’ strikes.
in his dream,
what are you,
I should like to know?’
‘Ditto,’ said Tweedledum.
‘Ditto, ditto!’ cried Tweedledee.
He shouted this
so loud that Alice
couldn’t help saying,
Kyiv has also been.
Seeking Western missiles.
That could hit major ‘orcs’ cities.
Far from the front line.
Arguing that this would seriously.
Weaken ‘orcs’ military industry.
And force ‘the One’.
To the negotiating table.
‘Hush! You’ll be
waking him,
I’m afraid,
if you make so much noise.’
‘Well, it’s no use your talking
about waking him,’
said Tweedledum,
‘when you’re only
Last week.
The US Vice-President said.
Publicly that Washington was.
Considering a request by Ukraine.
For long-range Tomahawk missiles.
Which – if delivered –
Would put Moscow.
And other major ‘orcs’ cities.
Within reach for.
‘Elves’ military.
Within reach for.
‘Elves’ military.
one of the things
in his dream.
You know very well
you’re not real.’
‘I am real!’ said Alice,
and began to cry.
‘I am real!’ said Alice,
and began to cry.
On Tuesday.
The European Commission President.
Announced “we have agreed.
With Ukraine.”
“That a total of €2bn.
Will be spent on drones now.”
“This allows Ukraine to scale up.
And to use its full capacity.”
“And of course.
It will also allow.
The European Union.
To benefit from this technology.”
‘You won’t make yourself
a bit realler by crying,’
Tweedledee remarked:
‘there’s nothing to cry about.’
‘If I wasn’t real,’ Alice said
– half-laughing through her tears,
it all seemed so ridiculous –
‘I shouldn’t be able to cry.’
The US President.
And Europe have been.
Leading efforts.
To end the war.
– but ‘the One’ has repeatedly.
Rejected calls.
Rejected calls.
For a ceasefire.
‘I hope you don’t suppose
those are real tears?’
Tweedledum interrupted
in a tone of great contempt.
‘I know they’re talking nonsense,’
Alice thought to herself:
‘and it’s foolish
to cry about it.’
Kyiv and its allies.
Accuse ‘the One’ of.
Stalling tactics.
As his troops continue.
Making slow progress.
On the battlefield.
– despite the reporting of.
Very high combat casualties.
So she brushed away her tears,
and went on
as cheerfully as she could,
‘At any rate
I’d better be getting out
of the wood,
for really it’s coming on
very dark.
An entire family.
– a married couple and.
Their two young sons –
Have been killed.
In an overnight.
‘Orcs’ drone attack.
In ‘elves’ north-eastern.
Sumy region.
Do you think it’s going to rain?’
Tweedledum spread
a large umbrella over
himself and his brother,
and looked up into it.
‘No, I don’t think it is,’
he said: ‘at least
– not under here. Nohow.’
The regional head said.
A residential building was.
Hit in the village.
Of Chernechchyna.
The bodies of the two children.
Aged four and six.
And their parents were later.
Recovered from the wreckage.
‘But it may rain outside?’
‘It may – if it chooses,’
said Tweedledee:
‘we’ve no objection.
Contrariwise.’
‘Selfish things!’ thought Alice,
and she was just going to say
‘Good-night’ and leave them,
*Because I read “Entire Ukrainian family killed in Russian drone strike, officials say” by Jaroslav Lukiv on 30 Sep 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, led by ‘THROUGH the LOOKING-GLASS’ written by Lewis Carroll, you know.
Please read the original story on the BBC news:
Entire Ukrainian family killed in Russian drone strike, officials say
