I’M IN ALEPPO

Dance of terror on the pinion of war To the rhythm of doom Here I live or die No defence against the claws of the tyrant City of commerce turns city of woe In the regime our foe They came upon us with a storm Thunder-bolts and artillery lightning The guns of my brothers will… Continue reading I’M IN ALEPPO

RAINS

The clouds are too busyweeping to see that we aresoaked to our ragged pantsand our genitals have retractedinto their shells, like irked snails.Whose lips shall then mouth the needed protest, being already busy with mournful mumblings? Of which shall I tell you,now that you bother to inquireabout these endless rains; One threadlike, one windyOne saltened,… Continue reading RAINS

WHAT DOES IT TAKE TO BUY PEACE?

I sit on a mammoth mountain Holding the map of a nation I stare at map with fondness While I savour the smell of peace But mood wouldn’t be retained for long; Map suddenly bleeds Blood flows like the Red Sea Children’s tears deafen my ears Adults wail in agony Brutality and cruelty without ceasing.… Continue reading WHAT DOES IT TAKE TO BUY PEACE?

WORLD PEACE IS IN OUR HANDS

Chemical or no chemical weapon My heart is clad with Peace’s ribbon Those who curse the rise of the sun Will bless its fall in the urn World diplomacy; fascist and primacy Death grows to be our companion But world peace will live long It may be shadowy Let alone those with bony thoughts Ride… Continue reading WORLD PEACE IS IN OUR HANDS