Old Street in Aleppo, Syria.The story is always the same
No matter how far you travel
Or that which you see.
The players in name may change
Even to be forgotten within the shadows
For their misery upon humanity.
But the honest man
Allah (Hashem) holds unto there humble hand
Protecting them far and wide.
-HRM Deborah
This poem was originally written, on 19 August 2007.
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