Arab Spring lanced all deeper scars
Populace wounded, festered an abyss
Violated a prophets' sacred words
Sacrificing innocents to the void
Mortally sure they cling to four and six
Each sahih, hasan the other da'if,
Leaping headlong to oblivion,
Will peace await each in the one heaven?
Outsiders with self interests invest
Agitate a transect beyond borders
Grinding corpses and homes 'to rancid mire
Stripping humanity with each carcass
Watchers seek odds for democracy, while
Sides seek holly superiority.
I belong to d sect dat dint start dis war and who never start such atrocities. As an onlooker n outsider u presentd yor poetic journalism in an admirable splendid way! No one has right to kill except d creator i believe. When killers kill it depresses me.
Religions are outdated institutions, and I would like to see a new world where common sense is the order of the day. A long way off I fear.
watchers seek odds of democracy. good write, thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.
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I really enjoy reading your Syrian poems they attain a level of urgency and authenticity that explore geopolitical conflicts that most people would like to remain anonymous to. Every line really captures the desperation. Violated a prophets' sacred words Sacrificing innocents to the void Great stuff, although by this point I'm not sure if it has to do anything with God, some people will find ways of hating each other with or without belief. In the end its just a bunch of idiots being superior for nothing except a sea of bodies