El Fasher: A Poetry

In El Fasher's shadowed streets,

They flee...

A thousand on foot,

Seek sanctuary...

Eighteen months of seige,

New horrors awaken...

Mass graves dug,

A thousand bodies....

Blood and tears,

Echoes of massacre

Haunt all years.

Children cry for water,

Famine steals breath,

Cholera's blight.

Home's burnt,

Shattered by war,

& fear.

Stories of torture,

Lives bought & sold.

Yet light beats,

A faint flicker

Of hope.

The world must stand,

To witness & see...

The cost of silence.

End

Subject: The tragedy of humanity to witness mass ethinic cleansing of a certain populance, the poetry tries to bring to light their sufferings and a humble call to justice and peace.

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