‘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
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.
At least 31 people.
Have been killed.
After ‘orcs’ bombs hit.
An aid distribution centre.
In the village of Komyshuvakha.
In the village of Komyshuvakha.
In Zaporizhia.
The ‘elf’ regional head has said.
Describing it as one of.
The deadliest attacks there.
Since the start of.
The full-scale invasion.
Here she checked herself
in some alarm,
at hearing something
that sounded to her
like the puffing of
a large steam-engine
in the wood near them,
though she feared
The regional head said at least.
Nine 3,000kg.
Aerial bombs hit.
The village of Komyshuvakha.
In southern Ukraine.
On Monday.
And the aid centre collapsed.
From a “direct hit”.
“They had come for help.
– not to a military facility.
Not to a frontline position.
But to a place where.”
“But to a place where.
They were supposed.
To receive support.”
He wrote on Telegram.
it was more likely
to be a wild beast.
‘Are there any lions or tigers
about here?’ she asked timidly.
‘It’s only the Red King
snoring,’ said Tweedledee.
‘Come and look at him!’
the brothers cried,
‘Gandalf the Green’ called.
The attack “utterly horrific”.
And said there were still.
People “under the rubble”.
‘Gandalf the Green’ posted.
A video showing.
A huge crater left.
After Monday’s attack.
And rescuers searching.
For survivors.
And rescuers searching.
For survivors.
and they took each one of
Alice’s hands,
and led her up to where
the King was sleeping.
‘Isn’t he a lovely sight?’
said Tweedledum.
Alice couldn’t say
honestly that he was.
However, officials say.
Teams have at times.
Been forced to halt.
Been forced to halt.
Their search because of.
‘Orcs’ drone attacks.
‘Orcs’ drone attacks.
In the area.
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.
‘Gandalf the Green’ said.
After the first strike.
On the local school.
“Used for humanitarian needs”.
There was a second attack.
On the place where.
People were sheltering.
People were sheltering.
‘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?’
He earlier said that.
“The ‘orcs’ could not.
Have been unaware that.
The local residents.”
“Who remained.
In Komyshuvakha.
Received humanitarian aid there.
Every week” on Monday.
The ‘orcs’ military.
Has not publicly commented.
Three days of mourning.
Have been declared in the region.
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?’
The death toll has continued.
To rise on Tuesday.
Earlier, when 29 people.
Were confirmed to have died.
The regional head said.
Another 10 had been injured.
And 48 were.
Reported missing.
Among the dead are.
Two rescuers and.
Four police officers.
The State Emergency Service reported.
‘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!’
‘Gandalf the Green’ said.
The attack was “yet another proof.
That ‘Mordor’ does not.
Want any de-escalation”.
He said that after.
A recent successful joint.
‘Orcs’-‘elves’ operation.
To evacuate civilians.
From the ‘orcs’-occupied.
Southern city of Oleshky.
During a temporary ceasefire.
Brokered by the US First Lady.
“There was a moment.
When the next steps.
Could show that.
Peace is possible”.
“With such killings.
‘Mordor’ is sending.
The exact opposite signal.”
The exact opposite signal.”
“- ‘Mordor’ is counting on.
Further killings.”
“- ‘Mordor’ is counting on.
Further killings.”
‘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
‘The One’ launched.
A full-scale invasion.
Of Ukraine.
In February 2022.
Teams from Ukraine.
‘Mordor’ and the US.
Are due to resume peace talks.
In Abu Dhabi.
The United Arab Emirates.
Next week.
The US President’s special envoy.
Said on X.
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,
Since the talks were.
Suspended in February.
Moscow has stepped up attacks.
As Kyiv virtually ran out.
Of Western-supplied interceptors.
To defend against missiles.
No major breakthrough.
Is expected at the talks.
The US President’s special envoy said.
The discussions would focus on.
The discussions would focus on.
“Post-war security arrangements.”
“De-escalation.
Humanitarian efforts.
And next steps toward peace”.
And next steps toward peace”.
He said US negotiators.
Would also meet European.
And Nato officials.
This week in Brussels.
‘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
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.
‘Orcs’ strikes on Ukraine.
– including on an aid centre.
A hospice and.
A hospital –
Have killed at least.
38 civilians and.
Injured scores of others.
Over the last 24 hours.
‘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.’
At least 33 people.
Are known to have died.
In a glide bomb attack.
In the southern Zaporizhzhia region.
On Monday night.
On Monday night.
And ‘Gandalf the Green’ said.
The number of victims.
Was set to rise as.
More than 50 people.
Could be trapped.
Under the rubble.
‘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.’
He called the strike.
In Komyshuvakha village.
In Komyshuvakha village.
“One of the largest.”
“One of the largest.
Mass killings.
Committed by ‘Mordor’.
During this war”.
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.
Ukraine had proposed.
Ukraine had proposed.
To extend and expand.
Last week’s ceasefire.
In the Kherson region.
Which allowed people.
From the frontline.
‘Orcs’-occupied town.
Of Oleshky to evacuate.
‘Gandalf the Green’ added.
The attack on a school building.
Being used as.
An aid distribution centre.
In Komyshuvakha.
Was ‘Motrdor’’s response.
He said.
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.’
Elsewhere, a hospice.
Was attacked.
In the central city.
Of Dnipro.
And a hospital was hit.
In the north-eastern city.
Of Kharkiv.
Where ‘Gandalf the Green’ said.
73 people.
Were wounded.
Most of them.
Elderly patients.
‘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,
Nine 3,000kg.
Aerial bombs.
Hit Komyshuvakha.
Hit Komyshuvakha.
As residents were gathering.
To receive humanitarian aid.
At a distribution centre.
Authorities said.
Local media reported that.
When the attack began.
People took refuge underground.
But the roof collapsed.
Trapping many underneath.
“The scale of the tragedy.
Is difficult to comprehend.”
The regional head said.
Here she checked herself
in some alarm,
at hearing something
that sounded to her
like the puffing of
a large steam-engine
in the wood near them,
though she feared
‘Orcs’ defense ministry said.
The attack had targeted.
‘Elves’ military units and.
Killed 25 servicemen.
However, there was.
No credible evidence that.
The site was being used.
By the ‘elves’ military.
And there were no.
Major military or.
Industrial facilities.
In the settlement of Komyshuvakha.
it was more likely
to be a wild beast.
‘Are there any lions or tigers
about here?’ she asked timidly.
‘It’s only the Red King
snoring,’ said Tweedledee.
‘Come and look at him!’
the brothers cried,
The village is.
The village is.
To the south-east of.
The city of Zaporizhzhia.
Which has come under.
Constant ‘orcs’ bombardment.
Which has come under.
Constant ‘orcs’ bombardment.
Komyshuvakha is.
Komyshuvakha is.
Of high military importance.
Of high military importance.
As part of ‘elves’ defensive.
And transport network.
On the approaches.
To the regional capital.
and they took each one of
Alice’s hands,
and led her up to where
the King was sleeping.
‘Isn’t he a lovely sight?’
said Tweedledum.
Alice couldn’t say
honestly that he was.
But the UN’s human rights.
Monitoring mission said.
The distribution of.
Humanitarian aid.
The distribution of.
Humanitarian aid.
At the local school.
Had been highly publicised.
And the attack.
“Seems to have violated.
The most fundamental principles.
Of international humanitarian law”.
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.
Further north.
In Dnipro.
Nearly 50 terminally ill.
Patients were being transferred.
To other facilities.
After their hospice.
Was destroyed by.
An ‘orcs’ missile.
On Monday night.
The oldest of.
The patients was.
90 years old.
‘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?’
The Mayor posted photos.
On Telegram showing.
Elderly people lying.
In their beds.
In a hospice room.
With blown-out windows.
And rubble and broken glass.
Strewn on the floors.
“I realise that.
I am violating ethics.”
Wrote the Mayor.
“I want as many people.”
“As possible to see.
These photos.
Especially politicians.
And diplomats.”
“Especially abroad.
These are elderly.
Terminally ill people.
This is an ‘orcs’ missile.”
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?’
Elsewhere in Dnipro.
A separate strike killed.
Two people and.
Left 18 others wounded.
Another five people were killed.
In aerial bomb and.
Drone strikes on.
‘Elves’ eastern Donetsk region.
‘Mordor’ has also struck.
Energy infrastructure.
In nine regions.
Affecting water and heating.
‘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!’
The water supply.
In Kyiv was.
Entirely cut off.
Entirely cut off.
“Due to enemy attacks.
And damage to the capital’s.
Energy infrastructure”.
The main water supplier said.
‘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
The entire metro network.
Was suspended on Tuesday.
And the Kyiv Mayor said.
The situation surrounding.
The city’s power supply.
The city’s power supply.
Was becoming.
“Very difficult”.
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,
As Ukraine was.
Counting its dead.
As Ukraine was.
Counting its dead.
The Kremlin announced.
It would take part.
In three-way peace talks.
In three-way peace talks.
With Ukraine.
Brokered by the US.
In Abu Dhabi.
On 10-11 November.
‘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
It will be.
The first trilateral meeting.
Since February.
Since then.
‘Mordor’ and the US.
‘Mordor’ and the US.
Have begun engaging.
More directly.
With the US President.
With the US President.
Announcing a deal.
To import ‘orcs’ diesel.
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.
Speaking to reporters.
In Berlin on Tuesday.
‘Gandalf the Green’ said.
That it was important.
For ‘Mordor’ to engage.
Seriously in negotiations.
On a ceasefire.
And a peaceful settlement.
But that he had.
So far had not seen.
“Any indication”.
Of that being the case.
‘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.’
Several rounds of.
Ceasefire talks.
Late last year.
Yielded no results.
And in public declarations.
‘Orcs’ officials have.
Generally refused.
To budge from.
‘Mordor’’s maximalist demand.
Of effective ‘elves’ surrender.
‘Mordor’’s maximalist demand.
Of effective ‘elves’ surrender.
‘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.’
The US First Lady.
Who was credited.
With brokering a truce.
Last week.
In the besieged town.
Of Oleshky.
Is set to host representatives.
Of ‘Mordor’ and Ukraine.
Is set to host representatives.
Of ‘Mordor’ and Ukraine.
At the White House.
On Thursday.
However, no details were given.
In the White House statement.
Of who was due to.
Attend the meeting.
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.
The UN said last month.
That civilian casualties.
In Ukraine had reached.
A “record level”.
As ‘orcs’ armed forces.
Resumed systematic attacks.
On energy infrastructure.
On energy infrastructure.
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.’
‘Mordor’ launched.
A full-scale invasion.
Of Ukraine.
In February 2022.
Its advances.
On the front line.
Have since stalled.
Have since stalled.
And attacks on Ukraine.
And attacks on Ukraine.
Have intensified.
With Moscow employing.
Large numbers of.
Missiles and drones.
To strike ‘elves’ cities.
To strike ‘elves’ cities.
‘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,
At the same time.
Ukraine is faces.
A critical air defense shortage.
Due to stalled.
Western deliveries.
Of weapons and.
A lack of American.
Patriot interceptor missiles.
In Berlin.
‘Gandalf the Green’ acknowledged that.
Although the front line.
Was stable.
“The situation in the air.
Was not as positive.
Particularly when it comes.
To our air defence capabilities.”
“And the protection of.
Our civilian population”.
“And the protection of.
Our civilian population”.
Here she checked herself
in some alarm,
at hearing something
that sounded to her
like the puffing of
a large steam-engine
in the wood near them,
though she feared
it was more likely
to be a wild beast.
‘Are there any lions or tigers
about here?’ she asked timidly.
‘It’s only the Red King
snoring,’ said Tweedledee.
‘Come and look at him!’
the brothers cried,
The death toll from.
The ‘orcs’ air strikes.
On 2 November.
In Komyshuvakha.
On 2 November.
In Komyshuvakha.
In the Zaporizhzhia region.
Has risen to 55.
A further five people.
Have been injured.
And more than a dozen.
Are still missing.
People remain trapped.
Under the rubble.
And the death toll is.
Set to rise significantly.
As the search is now.
In its sixth day.
As the search is now.
In its sixth day.
– it is virtually impossible.
To find anyone alive.
To find anyone alive.
At this stage.
and they took each one of
Alice’s hands,
and led her up to where
the King was sleeping.
‘Isn’t he a lovely sight?’
said Tweedledum.
Alice couldn’t say
honestly that he was.
This was reported.
By the regional head.
“The scale of the tragedy.
Is horrific.”
“The scale of the tragedy.
Is horrific.
Behind every figure lies.
A human life.”
“A family that has lost.
Their loved ones or.
Is still waiting for news.
Of their relatives.”
“‘Mordor’ carried out.
At least nine air strikes.
On Komyshuvakha.
At the very moment.”
“When people were receiving.
“When people were receiving.
Humanitarian aid.
At the resilience centre.”
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.
First, FAB-500 guided bombs.
Were dropped.
Then FAB-3000 bombs.
Were used.
“The FAB-3000 is.
A three-tonne aerial bomb.
Containing nearly one and a half.
Tonnes of explosives.”
“Such weapons are.
Used to destroy.
Heavy concrete fortifications.
And bunkers.”
‘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?’
Following a direct hit.
The concrete structure of.
The underground centre collapsed.
And a fire broke out.
“At that moment.
There were ordinary people there.
They had come.
To seek help.”
“Not to a military facility.
Not to a frontline position.
To a place where.
They were to receive support.”
“It was precisely against them.
That ‘orcs’ used aerial bombs.
Designed to destroy.
Heavy fortifications.”
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?’
The underground shelter.
For the school.
Which housed the resilience centre.
Was built.
At a depth of 7 metres.
And was designed.
To accommodate.
Hundreds of children.
‘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!’
The search is continuing.
But rescue operations.
Have to be suspended.
From time to time.
Because the ‘orcs’ are.
Continuing to launch attacks.
With FPV drones.
The regional head noted.
‘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
On the eve.
Of the shelling.
‘Gandalf the Green’ commented.
On the incident.
“It was a strike.
On a school building.
Of course, there were.
No lessons taking place there:”
“Komyshuvakha is very close.
To the front line.
The building and the shelter.
Inside it were being used.”
“For humanitarian work.
– humanitarian aid was.
Distributed to people.
There every Monday.”
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,
“The ‘orcs’ could not.
Have been unaware that.
Every week.”
Every week.”
“The locals who remained.
In Komyshuvakha.
Were receiving.
Humanitarian aid right there.”
“And this is yet further proof.
That ‘Mordor’ wants.
Neither de-escalation.
Nor any real justice.”
‘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
Three days of mourning.
Have been declared.
In the Zaporizhzhia region.
For those killed.
As a result.
Of ‘orcs’ strikes.
On Komyshuvakha.
– on 3, 4 and 5 November.
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.
The State Emergency Service.
Reported that among those.
Killed in Komyshuvakha.
Were two rescuers.
Both were 44 years old.
“Today, their families.
Are suffering.
An irreparable loss.”
“Their wives have been left.
Without husbands.
And four children have been left.
Without a father:”
“Sons aged 18 and 19.
And daughters aged.
12 and 8.”
The statement reads.
‘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.’
Rescue workers.
Were called out.
After the ‘orcs’ struck.
An educational establishment.
In one of the villages.
In the Zaporizhzhia district.
On the morning.
Of 2 November.
“When rescue workers.
And police officers.
Arrived at the scene.
There was a risk.”
“There was a risk.
Of further shelling.
The emergency services.
Took cover.”
“However, the enemy.
Launched further strikes.
On the site of.
The previous hit.”
‘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.’
A sports hall and.
A utility building.
Were destroyed.
Were destroyed.
The educational institution’s.
Building was damaged.
And a fire and rescue vehicle.
Was destroyed.
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.
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.’
*Because I read “Кривавий удар Росії по Комишувасі: загиблих вже 55 і буде ще більше. Зруйнований підземний гуманітарний пункт(Russia’s bloody strike on Komyshuvas: 55 dead and more to come. Underground humanitarian point destroyed)” on 2 Nov 2026 on the BBC news Ukraine, and “Death toll rises in Ukraine after Russia attacks aid centre, hospice and hospital” by Laura Gozzi and “Russian bombing kills 31 people at Ukraine aid centre, Kyiv says” by Jaroslav Lukiv, both on 3 Nov 2026, 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 stories on the BBC news Ukraine and on the BBC news:
Death toll rises in Ukraine after Russia attacks aid centre, hospice and hospital
Russian bombing kills 31 people at humanitarian aid centre in Ukraine, Kyiv sayss
