In a land of farthest seas,
Where kangaroos stray free,
Bankers raise the rate once more,
Inflation does implore.

Upon Indian rails of dread,
A grim search 'midst bodies dead,
Cutting through the steel and strife,
In the train crash, we find life.

Eastern land once dormant cold,
Ukraine's warriors brave and bold,
Largest strike in months of war,
Moscow feels the sting of gore.

by Guillemette de Ventadour

a centaur