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I remember laughter rippling around the streets amber of eyes aglow, brimming with hope children cutting a caper impishly in Aleppo dad squinting at my fiddling around with his computer Today, our shoulders are hunched with fear kids no longer splashing in puddles knee-deep in rubble and smeared with blood hollering out war cries, looking for relatives Some crucified, others beheaded no hearse waiting to deliver our people to burial places Rachel weeping for her children rising out like a phoenix, splintering husks of shells around Walking through the cemetery while a couple are muttering into their swirling Chardonnay two words collide, two paths diverge the road to hell is paved with good intentions
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Dec 28, 2016
Dec 28, 2016 at 2:09 AM UTC
Rachel weeping for her children
I remember laughter rippling around the streets amber of eyes aglow, brimming with hope children cutting a caper impishly in Aleppo dad squinting at my fiddling around with his computer Today, our shoulders are hunched with fear kids no longer splashing in puddles knee-deep in rubble and smeared with blood hollering out war cries, looking for relatives Some crucified, others beheaded no hearse waiting to deliver our people to burial places Rachel weeping for her children rising out like a phoenix, splintering husks of shells around Walking through the cemetery while a couple are muttering into their swirling Chardonnay two words collide, two paths diverge the road to hell is paved with good intentions
Originally published in I Am Not A Silent Poet and the Blue Nib
sofia-kioroglou
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Dec 28, 2016
Dec 28, 2016 at 2:09 AM UTC
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