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Poems by AB
I couldn't stay at home and as a member of York City of Sanctuary, I decided to do something for York. I have a 7 seater car, which I decided to use for shopping for the vulnerable people who cannot go out. I used to go out everyday to buy bread, meat, milk and other stuff for my neighbors who cannot go out or do not have a car. I enjoyed this work so much although it was a risky one. Yet, thanks to God I didn't get Covid-19.
I also translated & wrote few poems and published an article.
Description
Poster from the Refugee Week with the following text:
The Sun in York
Comes along with swift breeze.
The trees breathe deep, daffodils dance
As Covid-19 seems to retreat.
I close my eyes, trying to remember
How the same it felt in Baghdad
Before 2003.
April is the cruellest month,
Breeding war out of the land of peace
Turning the poor men into beasts
And the evergreen date palm trees
Into dreary death pillars.
On this day, nearly two decades ago
April was the cruellest month indeed
Ahmed Khaleel
York, April 2021
#poetry #Refugees #York #iraq_baghdad #IraqWar #Eliot #Orwell
Underneath the text there is a picture of a forest. The poster reads: Photo taken by Ahmed Khaleel at Wheldrake Wood, North Yorkshire, England