Silence stalks the streets
Despair ringing through their ears
The buzzing of drones never to cease.
Families waiting for their demise
Mourning the deaths of their children
Knowing the promises of safety
Of protection are all lies.
Flashes of reds, of oranges
Light up the skies, tinging
The dark in a blazing red.
Another building sent crashing to the floor
Leaving no place for the people, not even a door.
No hope.
No road to freedom.
No way of escape.
Nothing to remake.
Sobbing stalks the streets
With nothing to eat.
The buzzing never to cease.
No one at ease.
No freedom, no release.
The oppressed weep
''Where is our homeland?''
''Where are our families?''
''Why has this fate been subjected to us?''
Queuing to line
At damaged mosques
Ready to pray
Allahu Akbar Al-Allahu Akbar
Praying for an end to this chaos
Nothing to show the way of peace.
People reside in makeshift camps
Being told it's safe.
Night falls once more.
They fall asleep, hungry and tired.
Tired of the lies
Of the 'safety' that they have.
Peace, but not for long.
Refugees sleep peacefully,
Thinking of a home,
A life,
Freedom.
Until...
Fire.
Chaos.
Death.
Strikes again.