Rachel And Aysha Poem by Chris Zachariou

Rachel And Aysha

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Rachel screams.
A ripping pain mauls
her body but the cruel
abuser has no pity.

Aysha gasps for breath.
The bombs keep falling
and a ton of rubble
crushes her tiny chest.

Rachel and Aysha
holding hands, weep
at the gates of Salem
but the Lord is deaf.

Rachel And Aysha
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