Screenshots from Special Military Ops.
Blazing apartment block, then another
With the length of its east wall sliced away
Exposing bedrooms, beds just made today,
Lounges and kitchens exposed for weather
To make it worse. Child’s buckled tricycle,
One lone shoe, laces knotted in a bow,
From smouldering rubble pram handles show
No sign of humanity. A trickle
Of water from a fractured pipe, shopping
Trolley and a tail fin and an upturned
Turtle of a car crazy glazed and burned,
Thick smoke and dust and masonry dropping.
Once such a site has been cleared, what remains?
Real estate, investment, capital gains.
D. A.