It’s haunting
…the way it rises up
…and soars over my head
…over my land
…piercing my heart
…year after year after year
…ending with an echo
…ringing through my mind
…all day long
…and into the night
…where I find myself
…at a loss for words.
I heard someone say that the only thing louder than the siren is the silence of the international community….
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