My eyes bleed today
No place of prayer
Is safe
Oh lord where should I stay?
I have no haven
There are bodies split apart
My brother is far away
There is smell of iron in the air
A pain in my chest when I cough
An odd stain on my face
With whose blood I cannot say
For there are peices and splits
Of body parts strewn everywhere I look
Fatema, Mahmud, Mustafa
Ibrahem, Ahmad, Soumya
...
And they'd told me
Adults were nice my dear
But these men
In green tunics
aren't
They come with rifles
And prove me wrong
with noises, smoke and arms
...
But where are my mum and dad
I hope rustle is doing fine
The building I lived in
Collapsed
My dad said though he'd be fine
And I am alone here
But God is with me
Is he not?
I know he'll protect me
Even when the sky goes red
For there is no one here
And He's all I've got


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