The Armory Tour Part 1
NaPoWriMo Day 1 – 
Apple of our eyes, stay forever sweet
Born to be a poem, your rhyming thirteen years
Ceremonial colors in life, death richer red
Dancing footsteps tiny free, glide across sky’s now
Even today she waits, warm bun in hand
Freedom is now yours, you smile toothless
Greeted by bullets, my womb became your casket
Hope you are somewhere kind, you deserved not dread
Imminent scholar boy, your books will wait your turn
Just your little finger clasp, keeps me alive
Keep your friends company, sing aloud in unison
Lofty goals did not save my child, I cannot forgive
Monstrous wails of your mother, will miss you angel
Never lose your crayons, draw a clear blue sky son
Only yesterday I bought you a kite, I buried it today
Put your head to the pillow, you deserve rest
Quote to The God up there, the hymn of a butterfly
Refugee child you went to the sea, the Arc set you free
Stringing snipers bombs, was not how I planned your life
Theater to the world’s script, you acted your part with a smile
Under a starless sky, I will look at you my pole star
Veins overflow with terror, she still sings you a lullaby
Wiki returns blood in response, Syria your children we mourn
X ray films show a dark shadow, your tiny bones are already ash
You never learned to call me Baba, we taught you syllables of war
Zaara, you barely blossomed, the earth needed your scent
Kashiana 