Dark World
Dark World By Sharique A Sheikh Dedicated to Ana I have to go across the border. It is not safe there. Don't go. Troops are bombing day in day out. But I have to save her life. You will not return alive. Please get back. He turned back and said. Thank you. She is just a Facebook friend. Why are you putting your life in danger? Thank you, Mama. My son, how would you find her? If you do not know, she is dead or alive or where does she live, now? He did not answer and kept walking forward. Syria There was no sign of any human in the ghost-silenced town. The wind smelled like burning woods and the leafless singed trees towered like skyscrapers beside the road in a row. The smoke was floating in the dark sky. The first time in town, he removed his mask and saw the burnt and rusted cars, parked in the oil-spilled garage yard. He turned his head all around in slow motion and saw between two exploded buses, the vultures, and the murder of crows descending, hovering, and s