Comment in poetry on the death of children by the chemical attack

They are there under the trees crying
They are there not up the trees laughing
Among the apples and the olives because
They are there piercing the dominion of death sobbing,
Death itself cradling the newborn and the infants lamenting
For it was not for this capturing of baby souls
That he was bidden to come and collect.
Death gapes at the wrongness of it
As if time has stood still frozen in pain
As if the earth shifted lost for a while

©Alisar Iram

The Syrian Guernica

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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