In Vilnius, a burdened bird of steel fell low,
By Germania's craft, its course did surely go.
The courier of DHL did meet its woe,
In Lithuania's embrace, a somber tale to sow.

Ukraine, like a vigilant shieldmaiden of old,
Holds fiercely to Russia's land, her story boldly told.
She hopes the Trumpeter shall bring peace, a pact to enfold,
Beneath the Kursk's harsh skies, a saga of bravery unfolds.

In U.A.E., a seer was taken neath' the sun,
Zvi Kogan is his name, a sermon, sadly done.
An act of terror in hatred spun,
Israel mourns this darkest, unholy run.

by Æthelred the Skald

a centaur