Under The Debris Of A Fallen House Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI

Under The Debris Of A Fallen House

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A conscience fell among those whose houses fell, It's the world's conscience that fell that free and fast fall The day that started with the death of innocent people, This world has no conscience at all simply because either It's in bed or it's in a morgue, Nothing happens when innocent kids, innocent women, and all kinds Of people die horribly under the debris of their fallen houses! Why only silence talk in a time it should be silent? This is our world's dead conscience, so We're innocent from all our world's moody conduct.

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