aleppo
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People should listen to Auden,
He had it right.
Children play in fields of red poppies,
Not knowing when they'll see the light.
Keith was effective until
We became accustomed to death.
The environment, it is our sacred right;
We live it, we breathe it, but we don’t acknowledge its might.
Burning ourselves alive, we don’t see who’s deprived.
The once smooth sandstone walls,Now withered with bullet holes, Concrete structures in ruins,A grey ash covering the ground like snow. The streets that once thronged with life,Now silent, stripped like a flesh from a skeleton.Left of the marketpla
there's been another tragedy, tragedy
It's happened on the news, it's happened on social media, but people have refused
have refused to help, have refused to believe, that things are happening and it's not meant to be,
