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REQUIEM FOR BAGDAD
sunday aremu
A fragment
Of shredded dreams
Trapped in counter claims
Steeped in tearful voices.
A gloomy skyline of dismantled peace
Brightened only by fire works
In spreading ferocity.
Sorrow stitches every face
As Euphrates swells with blood.
There, silhouetted in the mournful distance
Of the withdrawing Sun,
A dazed mother sieves
Through rubbles of immeasurable betrayal
For her blown sons socks.
Daily, the gaping wounds widens
In depth of a blank freedom.
Cry Bagdad, cry freedom.
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