Aleppo's Pediatrician

Few words that I've written On behalf of Aleppo's pediatrician:

I was there on the floor, Always ready to serve Whoever knocks the door Because they do deserve.

I treated all babies In every single room, I offered the best therapies For their spring to bloom.

Saving lives of all Was my forever mission. I even stayed on call With the resource depletion!

I've been doing my best To salvage the community, In the part that was left From my bleeding city.

I worked night and day To give medical care, Trying to find a way To regain my town's glare.

The sun was very shy, And so was the moon How cloudy was the sky Morning and afternoon!

A strike destroyed the place Where people come to heal, Where sickness we efface So that you better feel!

They stole the air, They killed the souls, They spread the despair, They broke the rules.

I was supposed to rush Joining the helping team, But I had a big crush Sadly I missed the stream!

Was it a delusion? No, I passed away. Just a conclusion: Justice will win one day!

Now that I rest I 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 killed By assassins who are skilled!


(Photo from BBC news)