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Robert Okaji: Aleppo

A father sings to his son,

dead two days,

and the platitudes persist.

Widow of night. Lantern’s trick.

What trace, you wonder,

exists of humanity in these etched

walls? Light bleeds through a crack

like rules unheeded and scattered.

Another sheer looming of hours.

The song, continued.


 

Copyright 2018 Robert Okaji

2 comments on “Robert Okaji: Aleppo

  1. Von Smith
    August 24, 2018

    pain, resignation
    stabbing through distracted words
    we let it happen

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Cate
    August 17, 2018

    A distilled and potent beauty.

    Liked by 2 people

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