A Lament
Flesh and fire fill the night,
Rubble cradles the cries of the slain.
Empty cribs and shattered glass,
Each breath stolen as the warplanes pass.
Parents dig with bare, bloodied hands,
Ashes mask the children’s faces.
Life reduced to a whispered plea,
Even hospitals and graves spared no mercy.
Silence roars louder than any scream,
Tents replace homes in a broken dream.
In the haze, a lullaby fades,
No stars shine in smoke choked skies.
Every tear etches a deeper scar.
