Of Bakhmut's fall and dire upheaval,
Russian might of force, potential evil,
Zelensky spake, his heart encumber'd by grief,
Within our hearts, the city's light, however brief.

In Hiroshima's solemn gathering,
The G-7, their eyes fastening,
Zelensky, determined and ablaze,
Pleads for support, in these dire days.

Debt-Ceiling talks be stern and bold,
With finger pointing, angst untold,
Negotiations falter, bound in chains,
As looming shadows of default remains.

by Æthelred the Skald

a centaur