Broken Promises

Mon, 01/09/2017 - 09:40 -- Ruweida


Winnetonka High School
5815 NE 48th St, Kansas City, MO 64119
United States
39° 10' 45.948" N, 94° 30' 34.2144" W

Mother you promised me

With pinkies and wallahi’s and everything in between

You promised we would be free


Every day I wake up wanting to flee

With soundtracks of bombs and screams foreseen

The drones are flying above the trees


Mother you promised me

With trust and comfort and everything in between

You said freedom was guaranteed


Every day I wish to see the North Sea

But I’m stuck here with this ever changing routine

Waking up to the sounds of destruction and buildings covered in debris


Like the Euphrates, my wounds rapidly bleed

Why can’t they see this is obscene?

Red stains on our clothes from Aleppo to the dead sea


Mother you promised me

With lies and broken promises and everything in between

They said no one leaves

With darkness and drones and-nothing in between



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