Aleppo 
the blood, the rotting bodies
they stain our rotten souls
while i string christmas lights
for a holiday that has no religious meaning for me
dear children of Aleppo
humanity has failed
again
no gas chamber good enough
for our lack of humanity
dear Aleppo
i am castrated and a noose around my neck
no phone call, memo, or email
will make me understand
the gods shake me
and like a dog i shake it off
and prepare for war