Are they bombing cities or are they bombing our souls: the heroism of annihilating your citizens with Scud missiles

Cities of smoke

Smouldering burning

Blazing In a configuration

Of stone concrete steel

And human flesh


Cities of rubble debris wreckage

Of rubbish and broken homes

Pasted with remains

With the white bones of children


Cities crackling baking raging

Into the nights of nothingness

Into the torched dawns of annihilation

Proclaiming the time of the beast

Announcing the apocalypse

The undoing of ten thousand years of civilization


Cities of broken young

Villages of violated children

Wailing distraught mothers

Helpless raving fathers

cities of staring graves

Gaping old men and mutilated women

I had not thought that death has undone so many

That the earth grows corpses


Cities of smoke and shards of concrete

Forging against the nothing 

Sacrilegious sculptures hewn out of terror

What is that sound high in the air

Murmurs of maternal lamentation

                       The houses of the poor stand inviting like

Skeletons stabbing the collapsed horizons

Piercing the fallen firmament

Spearing the stars in their spheres

Through the cascading stardust of blood.

©Alisar Iram

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About alisariram

I am an artist, a writer and a researcher. I know Arabic and English . I am interested in music and art of every description. I like to describe myself as the embodiment of a harmonious marriage between two cultures which I value and treasure.
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