ALLEPO SCREAMS

Mr. Milestone
Poets Unlimited
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1 min readDec 18, 2016

You continue to throw out the bombs,
Let our bodies relieve their decline,
While whizzes whining, tangling our hair,
With supersonic speed death stalking us.

White bandage is sodden with blood,

Still continue to throw out the poison,
While snipers hissing from the rooftops,
Let our nerves suffer your misery.

In my street
Ice creams are melting,
Carefree people mudding the sidewalks.
Just below the ruined city,

The dead dusty creatures
Are excavate now.

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Mr. Milestone
Poets Unlimited

Philosopher, Believer, Artist, Poet, Misfit, Cosmopolite