Aleppo

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Aleppo!
We still hear your cries.
Throughout the days and nights;
As the oppressors molested
your daughters and wives,
And the rotten flesh left
paraded with flies.

Aleppo!
All I See is troops of orphans
As they kill their parents,and
left many with half arms.
Dead bodies with exposed internal
Organs .
They emptied your homes
and tagged you losers.

Aleppo!
Can you hear does sounds?
Can you see any children
at their playgrounds?
All I can hear is wailings
from their backgrounds.
Their lands turned into
Battlegrounds.

Aleppo!
I can see their depressed mothers
Crying over their love ones,who had
Just be murdered.
And aggrieved fathers ,over their lost
Sons and daughters.

Aleppo!
Those peaceful days will soon arrive,
I see much pains,yet you choose to survive.
The joy the oppressors thinks you can
be deprived of ;
Aleppo,peaceful days will arrive.

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