Nuha Saleha Poet Free verse

IN THE LAND OF PEACE

Once upon a time
in a faraway land
There was an old man, who had forgotten how to speak
His eyes would stare into the sky, void of any emotion,
His scars turned wrinkles narrated an untold story
His hands, never steady, always counting 
Sometimes in the middle of the day, he would scream
But no sound would escape his mouth, his scream which had now become an unheard plea
And like someone had stabbed him, his eyes would cry blood
His head, barren like a desert ,was a witness to unseen ,unknown tragedies
There were rumours
Rumours, that there was a time when the sky was blue ,he used to sing
His voice sweeter than a nightingale
He would sing and roses would break out corpses
Then like a  perfect story, he was stolen
Like Moses from his mother 
Only he never came back , what did return was his flesh ,his soul lost in the ashes and cries
Broken people and destroyed places,
Tell a story of misery and hope
Cuz where he lays now, daisies are grown 
And a thousand seed of resistance are sown
You can never extinguish a flame that burns stronger than the day
For a land that awaits revolution

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