By Tafiqat Ayomide Nasir

Unto a ripen piece of peace,

War stampeded in cold hymns

Unleashing wrecking plagues


O behold, a dynasty befalls

In odd countless smithereens;

Betraying her solid land

Life turns mourning ghost

To wailing souls; salvaged voices

Break away like harangue cloud


Alas, Aleppo of great Syria

Have paged a path with streaming tears

In the ruthless history of Man


About the author

Bada Yusuf Amoo