Tuesday, 29 May 2012

Spring in Syria

The birds can still sing in the city of Homs,
where the trees are still scarred by the bullets and bombs,
there’s a carpet of glass,
on the road as you pass,
and a sniper alerted if anyone comes.

Some children of Houla are missing today,
they cannot be heard in the streets where they play,
but they’ll not play again,
no, for here they’ll remain,
Syrian violence will not go away

This is the rule of the tank and the gun,
don’t try to hide for there’s no place to run,
it’s barbaric, it’s brutal,
the world’s comments are futile
for nothing, no nothing at all, will be done.

©  Wendy Nicholson

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Wendy is an ecologist studying animals and plants but likes painting, and writing all kinds of poetry.