Syria Poem by abu tarek md tahsin

Syria

Rating: 5.0


freedom comes
screeching through the open sky
over the Syrian skyline.
Like seasons gone,
and lives lost.

in every house
there is a mother's cry
over the deserted plain
of the Syrian soil.

children scream
dreams scatter
as freedom comes
in fire and blood.

the world watches
in big television screens
as a distant country
gets liberated.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Konab Ghumman 05 April 2019

every house there is a mother's cry over the deserted plain of the Syrian soil. nice one

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