Few words that I've writtenOn behalf of Aleppo's pediatrician:
I was there on the floor,Always ready to serveWhoever knocks the doorBecause they do deserve.
I treated all babiesIn every single room,I offered the best therapiesFor their spring to bloom.
Saving lives of allWas my forever mission.I even stayed on callWith the resource depletion!
I've been doing my bestTo salvage the community,In the part that was leftFrom my bleeding city.
I worked night and dayTo give medical care,Trying to find a wayTo regain my town's glare.
The sun was very shy,And so was the moonHow cloudy was the skyMorning and afternoon!
A strike destroyed the placeWhere people come to heal,Where sickness we effaceSo that you better feel!
They stole the air,They killed the souls,They spread the despair,They broke the rules.
I was supposed to rushJoining the helping team,But I had a big crushSadly I missed the stream!
Was it a delusion?No, I passed away.Just a conclusion:Justice will win one day!
Now that I restI shout out for all:Do your best,Always recall:Our kids don't have balloons,They are murdered by dragons!And our doctors are being killedBy assassins who are skilled!
(Photo from BBC news)