Omran
I have been switching off the lights, closing down
The shop.
Staying aloof from the world
And this picture comes
Of Omran dug from the rubble
Of a bombed site.
Oh Lord he looks like our kids
He is so baffled
What befell him?
It is haunting me the face
And the 29 children
Killed yesterday
By a 12-14 year boy
Vengeance of those who hate.
The devils of our society
Gone mad in Syria with weapons now
Of mass destruction.
His face jumps out
Late in the night
I can’t sleep
Till this blind hatred persists
In the world. I don’t
Want to sleep. I’m asking
What can I do?
How can I help?
What should I repair?
Who should I talk to?
His face will haunt me on my deathbed
I thought I would say then ‘Oh Lord forgive me’
Now I will say, “Oh Lord forgive them
And take care of Omran.”
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