Odessa. Ukraine. Poem by human woman

I am looking into the mirror
In my well-designed bathroom.
All chrome and white tiles,
Filled with flowered fragrance.

But all I see is fire
Burning inside the building,
People inside dying,
Women pleading for mercy,
Teenagers with Molotov cocktails
And an enraged youngster
Killing a young girl.

People pointing fingers.
In act of communal sin.

Inside my perfect bathroom
I am washing my hands,
When suddenly I'm overcome
By a flood of commiseration
What am I doing here?
Why did he kill the girl?