A Cry Amidst Shadows

Title: A Cry Amidst Shadows

In Yemen’s plight, where chaos dwells,
A nation caught in despair’s spells,
Iran’s voice rises, fierce and bold,
Condemning assaults, untamed, uncontrolled.

Amidst the ruins, a symphony of pain,
Where the innocent weep, their cries in vain,
The echoes of fury, war’s dreadful score,
Play on, as ships tremble on sea’s dark shore.

A storm in motion, seeking revenge,
Houthi rebels, defiant, avow not to avenge,
They vow to persist, despite the strife,
Their hits on the waves, a dance of life.

Threats and alliances, woven like thread,
A geopolitical dance, where interests spread,
Yet ’twas the Yemeni people who suffer the most,
Caught between powers, their freedom lost.

The shadows loom large, engulfing the light,
The future obscured, shrouded in night,
But from the ruins, a spark shall rise,
Hope born anew, in Yemen’s tearful eyes.

Let us stand together, break hatred’s chain,
Extend a hand of compassion, heal all pain,
For in unity lies the strength we seek,
To guide Yemen towards peace’s peak.