Men will never do

Sleep my darling a little more,

May it be fond and blessed,

May birds and pigeons highly soar,

In your dreams unsuppressed,

May homeland spirit bedight you,

With love, care and blossoms,

Embrace you tight, throughout the night,

In her ever-warm bosom,

 

May providence erase your fears,

And your memory stained"

With screaming blood and bitter tears,

I think will e’er remain.

But what we, the poor, have but hope,

That lingers by the end,

Of a hangman's rope by the skyline,

We’re all to it condemned.

 

Sleep my darling, I will stay here,

Musing the darkest hues,

Maybe Satan will spare Syria,

For men will never do.  

Author's Note

A poem about Syria.

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

wow, this is powerful...

he tries to protect her...and perhaps she is safest in sleep and the dreams that come with it.

nicely done piece...

i really felt this...even though i am not there and could hardly imagine how bad the situation actually is there.

[Adam Lebzo -RonninWarrior-]

Thank you, Jacob.
It's an absolute genocide over there. I am from Jordan, right next to Syria. It's totally horrible
I am glad to know my words delivered some feelings.

[s y e]

Wow, you've blown me away my friend, this is some powerful stuff. I really enjoyed this, it shows how not only you as the writer but us as the reader feels - if you get me?

Well done.

[Adam Lebzo -RonninWarrior-]

Thank you, Sye.
It's a hearty poem indeed.

[Tarry Franck]

This is a very powerful poem - well done my friend - it speaks volumes.

[Adam Lebzo -RonninWarrior-]

Thank you, Tarry.

[Tarry Franck]

My pleasure

[iliOZ]

when someone dies in an accident and it is mentioned in the news we don't even stop anymore.
thank you for making us stop for a fraction of time and see things through your eyes.

[Adam Lebzo -RonninWarrior-]

Thank you for being human.