Eastern Ghouta

Eastern Ghouta

there exist a dark

corner in this world

known as Eastern Ghouta

where, when you ask the children

to draw a picture, they draw pictures

of jet fighters dropping bombs on them, on them

on their homes, on their schools, on their hospitals

they draw pictures of death, pictures of gloom, of hunger

at the ruins of what was once home,she asks:where is death?

let it come,for there is food in heaven, there is food in heaven

the world looks the other way, the world looks the other way
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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