Ukraine Retakes 12 Settlements In Kherson Oblast Poem by Gert Strydom

Ukraine Retakes 12 Settlements In Kherson Oblast



1
The Ukrainian army did into two directions advance,
in the Kherson Oblast while Russia retreats,
in one of this war's most humiliating defeats,
while Special Forces did Ukrainian troops enhance

and during this liberated 12 villages not by chance:
in battles the Ukrainians retreating Russians meets,
while to the last Russian ammo and fuel depletes,
for great victory there now is more than a chance,

near Davidy Brid 20000 Russians are trapped,
have for escape through the Dnieper River to swim:
are surrounded and will in fighting loose;
these people have civilians into Russia kidnapped,
lied of Ukraine destroying the dam on Putin's whim,
they can die or surrender if they do so choose.

2
Some paratroopers did into Kherson City go,
are finding it to be a 'city of death, but act aplomb,
where in advance they do about the dangers know:
into apartments, even sewers bomb upon bomb

were left as traps by the Russians to kill and to be maimed.
Russia plans to shell the southern part,
says that it has nothing to be of ashamed
across the river it wants to blow Ukrainians apart,

with Howitzers from Ukrainian guns out of reach,
its troops did pillage, rob and rape,
did every mandate of war with war-crimes breach
and for some Russians there is no escape.

Of longer distance missiles Ukraine is in dire need,
or its troops will try and some will die and bleed.

3
General Valeriy Zaluzhnyi C-I-C of Ukraine warned,
about the dangers his troops have to face,
while too many civilians have loved ones mourned,
as Russia has conducted this war in disgrace.

'We continue to conduct the offensive operation
in line with our plan, " as Blitzkrieg manoeuvres go on,
they are outnumber by the larger Russian nation
that from the only regional capital it captured, try to be gone,

the words of Mikhail Polyak are true about lurking death,
of Kherson City having traps and bombs everywhere,
in the chill of the night like vapour hangs the breath,
of a Special Forces soldier that do about civilians care,

in the outlaying places normal people were overjoyed,
where against them Russia severe tactics employed.
© Gert Strydom

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