Blog142:
A woman and her son
Seeking a path
To food, water and medicine
Take their chance
Down the road
Amidst eerie feelings
Of gun fires
Shot by rebels
Or government soldiers
Ordered by a corrupt dictator
Holding on to power …
A gun fires a shot
The woman drops on the ground
“Mother,” the boy cries …
He is lost and confused …
He shakes by her side …
“Get up, Mother!” he demands
While tears flow down his face
He screams in anger at her …
“Why wouldn’t you get up?”
The woman lies still on the ground
Blood from her head begins to flow
And mix with the debris around.
“Wake up, Mother! Don’t die now!”
He pleads … he bawls … he moans …
One more life is stealthily snatched
One more victim of senseless killing
Lies motionless on the gun shell-filled soil …
In Sniper Alley
In Aleppo
In Syria
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