A strong wind blows as it takes away my words
A cold and heavy feeling overwhelms all sensations
Dusty winds and blood red skies call over and over
Is there any hope left? Is there any salvation?
Fragments of my life break away from me
As I go to sleep I am lost inside my dreams
The sound of running footsteps echoes in my ears
I find myself in my land roaming in its streets
The city lights go out and the sky lights up
With hundreds of bombs and rockets falling down
And as the buildings around me turn into rubble
All I can do is stare at the ashes on the ground
My brother was shot dead because he raised his voice
And asked for our right for a better tomorrow
O my kind father they stabbed you in cold blood
Jannah is your abode where there is no sorrow
Oh mother don’t you cry, I know that you lied
When you said that now we can lead a better life
You how can I believe? Our family is not complete
I saw our lives shatter right in front of my eyes.
Aslamu alaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuhu, this poem is not complete in this chapter
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