White Helmets
Earth trembling
it's cold out there
even with that sun
strung up high
sun is hanged
Allahu Akbar
declined turning green
sun is suspended
lorn at stand-by mode
Allahu Akbar
sun is gasping
turned to swollen surface
metal bumblebees
repeatedly poking
circle around
shaping curvaceous silhouettes
buzzing
Allahu Akbar
shrilling
Allahu Akbar
sniveling
Allahu Akbar
swooped down to the pawns
faces turned tumid
remains blurry whether due to crying
or sharp pain occurred when
all went raven
scene left sun astonished
they didn't came to aid
they came to pulverize
sun has sealed his eyes
ceased to read their marks
bumblebees don't have a land
strategies
tactics
orders
they have
no land
child is trembling
it's cold out there
waiting for outline of cover to occur
hoping it isn't made out of plastic
and white
hoping
Allahu Akbar
for the hands
to pull that body
out of wreckage
all the fallen at western soil have a name
east remains un-censused
left incensed
oil is a seytan's tool
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