Brokering Peace, by Ananya S Guha

Syria they have used
you as a battle field
for a long time
your body is a soldier ‘s
your skin pocked with infinite
marks of hurt before death
scarred with wounds
of women and children
where is your history
your soulful people
are they in the blood
of those fields?
where are those fiesty
signs, love or music
where are those who have
let this hell loose on your
bosom, where do they sit
or are they swathed in your blood
your coffins?
whose conscience
whose voice speaks in those
sabre rattles, in those booms
of artillery, who now will mediate
or broker peace
among mangled eyes, nose, face, ears?

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