Madinat al-Yasmin (for Damascus)

A Repost

Oh, Madinat al-Yasmin!

You of the Street called Straight

‘twas on the road to thee

that Paul saw  the Christ


Abbasids and Fatimids

Seljuks and Mamluks

Timur and the Black Death

Gone and still you live.


No one remembers

the angels of the Sumerians

of  Hyksos. of Umayyad;

Only the gutted market place


the innocent scream of survivors,

for those killed at checkpoints,

Saladin’s children, now a montage

of arms and limbs


no pity for yesterday’s beauty;

just brush away the dead flies

from coffins coming home;

collateral damage.


The twisted tree in the desert

is not alone nor desolate

for it has deep roots

drawing it’s life blood

from the sands of Damascus.


photo is public domain


About toritto

I was born during year four of the reign of Emperor Tiberius Claudius on the outskirts of the empire in Brooklyn. I married my high school sweetheart, the girl I took to the prom and we were together for forty years until her passing in 2004. We had four kids together and buried two together. I had a successful career in Corporate America (never got rich but made a living) and traveled the world. I am currently retired in the Tampa Bay metro area and live alone. One of my daughters is close by and one within a morning’s drive. They call their pops everyday. I try to write poetry (not very well), and about family. Occasionally I will try a historical piece relating to politics. :-)
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