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War

The ground shook

The sky turned black

The sound is deafening.

Each night we pray

To live another day

And each day we try to dodge the bullets.

They drop their bombs

And when the smoke clears

The stench of death lingers in the air.

©Maria Michaela

At war with myself

Trying to make peace with my mind

The heart is being pulled in a tug of war

I try to love myself

But outsiders inculcate hate

And I am in the crossfire

At war with who to listen to

As each part of me is being broken to pieces

Tears For Aleppo

I worry of what to wear

Yet there is a side in the world, somewhere 

Where they worry for their lives.
I listen to music,

They listen to bombings

Nowhere is safe

My heart breaks.
I watch the news

They watch their loved ones die

For them I cry

And pray for their sake.
I  shed tears and share a prayer

For Aleppo

Innocent Eyes

I looked at those innocent eyes and wondered what would become of them

The young heart that’s been through a lot already

I pray that they grow up to help better this war torn place

I pray they grow up

I cried a bucket full upon seeing the hurt and trauma

Such innocence, such purity, ruined by those who could not see

I looked at those innocent eyes and I felt my heart being torn apart

Wicked

the stars are out with a piercing arrow

a dagger beneath the moon

the sky bled for thirty days and the bodies burnt for thirty more

 

a black heart has cursed the land

decaying every crop

the rottenness of ones heart

has created a plague so devastating

 

a stream that flows black ash

cannot be resurrected

as the sword has pierced deep

 

man’s wickedness is shown greatly at war

and yet somehow, there is still that kindness

no matter how small may it be

Cry For A Dying Country

cry for the nation, cry for my country that is ill ; cry for the stillness, cry for we choose to keep mum

cry for the cruelty that ravages the land, removed of their will

cry for poverty and the hope that doesn’t seem to come

cry for the bombs that fall and continue to fall

cry for the children left orphan or to never grow up

cry for peace, if it may come at all

cry for the sufferings that mar this empty cup

cry ’til the tears dry up, ’til the soldiers come back

cry for all this to end, ’til the house is a home again

cry ’til we can sing and dance, ’til the sky is no longer black

cry ’til we heal, find silence at last

cry for the children

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