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26 days

I search for a way

My mum is gone

She was blown apart

My dad is lost

It breaks my heart

I wake in the morning

to sounds of cries

to the death of innocence

and the innocent lives

27 days

In the morning

I wake

I see

That the world is vile

Bur for my brother

I put on a smile

we walk and walk 

Neverending roads

more and more

guns they load 

28 days

I search and search

search for a way

to survive this bloodshed

but today my brother

my brother, he's dead

I walk alone 

the houses are destroyed

my family, my home

ruined and void

29 days

I lay alone

in the rubble

in my people's bones

I'm hungry and scared

and missing my own

I'm tired, I sleep

an endless hole

30 days

I fade away

and I pray

In heaven, I'll see

my people and 

my family

            _________________________

My heart goes out to the children of Syria, Palestine and other countries who are suffering endlessly.

Named 26 after my 26th poem!

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