monochrome grey of aleppo

The city is crying in a single colour of grey
for the shade of a tree that now bends into a
turned and twisted burnt barbed wire,

The city is crying in a single colour of grey
while mosques turn to bony skeletons,
and people to swabs of rubble.

The city is crying in a single colour of grey
while mothers take new sons to their breasts.
It will find words. It will write.

It will weep again in memory.

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