I wrote this after returning from living in Damascus for a year and a half before the revolution began. I've adjusted the death toll acordingly, it wa..
That the sun and moon see fit to shine their light on this world each day, each night, and you are, and I am,I find it strange they never differentiat..
Wail oh wind of bleeding sorrowWail into the folded nightWail a warning of tomorrowPale the skin and hold it tightCry into the mouth of darknessCry fo..