TIFE Dynamic-write

when you see us sitting quietly,
engrossed in our dirges.
when our hunger grow old and ugly,
and our naked skin knows the accent of death
save Aleppo.
when our heritage is been slain,
our freedom shot,
and our voices ignored,
and terror unleashed.
save Aleppo.
when our once -green lawns swell unrest,
and the spring season springs anguish.
when our rhythm are against our thighs.
save Aleppo.
-write.