Wednesday, February 11, 2015

for deah, yusor & razan

my spine is tired . from the cracking .

a premonition . this rubble .

a demolition . is coming .

we mistake death's door for a welcoming .

we expect the sail to unfurl at the wind's thrust .

a promise . cloaked in rifles & rhetoric .

and flowers . new wreaths over old wars .

new wails over old wounds .

la ila ha illallah

a vigil for the dead .

and a funeral for the living .

we'll see you on the other side, inshallah

for now, 


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