Ruby Mostazir - Iraq War

she is just 24...
this is her age to adorn some dream
this is the age to waiting for her prince charming
who will protect her from all the crisis
who will protect her whenever she is in danger

but the reality is different
on a tiny dark tent
with rest 8 family members
she is waiting to see the next morning of her life
no future waiting in front of her
no prince charming will protect her someday
she is sweating
she is boiling
she feels suffocated to breathe
on this tiny tent
with rest 8 family members

her sky was covered with drones
she was getting crazy of bombings
she walked miles to leave her city
her loving birth place....
now she is on a camp
she is in a tiny little tent......



she never saw the terrorist
but she saw lots of bomb...
dead bodies are lying around her'
child's crying
parents praying
she saw her neighbor died in front of her eye
she don't care who will rule her country...
who will rule this world!
Shia, Sunni, Arab, Kurdi, Turki? ? ?
who cares....


she just want a life to live her own way..........

Ruby Mostazir

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