The Cries Of Anguish Poem by Sawsan Khalil

In the darkness of your twisted soul,
A monster lurks, out of control.
Let me paint a picture, vivid and bold,
To expose the truth that must be told.

Imagine a child, innocent and pure,
Caught in the crossfire, unsure.
Her dreams shattered, hopes destroyed,
By your hands, she's left devoid.

Picture a mother, grieving in pain,
Her son taken by your campaign.
Tears streaming down her weary face,
As she searches for solace in this disgrace.

See the blood-soaked streets, stained red,
Where bodies lie cold, left for dead.