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Even the Angels Wept
Her country a war zone, where death was the king, She held her baby in arms, left for unknown land, Followed the crowd, and walked miles after miles, Hunger and thirst became curse, couldn't withstand. Her baby cried, closed his eyes, she felt his last breath, She walked with the dead baby in her arms and wept, When her limbs couldn't bear the weight of the dead, She gave him a sand burial, forever her child slept. So distressed and helpless, tears rolled from her eyes, She knew she would never return to her child's grave, With dead heart, she silently left followed the crowd, Even the angels wept, they no more pretended brave. May 5, 2016. EVEN THE ANGELS WEPT - Poetry Contest Sponsored by: John lawless Melancholy - Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Nayda Ivette Negron Please read: In August 2014, attack by the separatists on Yazidis in Sinjar, Iraq, was a massacre. Fleeing civil war, there were hundreds of thousands running toward the mountain. Many of the men were killed, small children, the sick and elderly were carried until their relatives collapsed from exhaustion. People died of thirst, and there was no food or water. Corpses were left on the roadside, unburied. Mothers had to leave their babies behind.
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