The Battle of Aleppo

God, can you hear us cry?
Do you wake up in the middle of the night
When you hear bombs falling from the sky?

Why do you look with a half-blind eye
While we’re bleeding for our lonely fight?
We reached out but you won’t lend a hand
As we stumbled and struggled for our rights

You said the meek will rule the land
Not the guns of brutal might
Why do you refuse to hear our pain
At a time when we need your light?

Behind a wall of ruin and death
We fall down on the ground
And prayed to the endless frozen night
“Rage, rage against the dying of the light.”


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