Orphans Of Aleppo Poem by Matt Mooney
Orphans Of Aleppo
I had a dream last night
of children - little fugitives,
refugees from Syria -
abandoned and bombed out,
crawling in a quest
for families they lost -
like newly weaned lambs;
survivors of lethal waves
in overcrowded dinghies;
after the human chaos
then the frozen fear,
following urban air raids,
of those left alive
in honeycombs of horror;
and now they seek a lap
on which to lay their heads,
the orphans of Aleppo.
honeycombs of horror is a piercingly accurate image of the bombed apartment buildings with their walls torn off and crumbled; living rooms, bed rooms, abandoned domiciles left open after the ravages of war as if a bear had ventured to gain the sweet fruits of bees' labors inside a once well-functioning hive.
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4/18/2024 12:13:24 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Matt, very nice, I have added it to My Poem List.. Aleppo is a city in Syria. Serving as Capital of the Aleppo Governate. Population: 4.6 million in 2010.