Syria
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I am angryI am angry because my life doesn’t matter
I am angry because my struggles don’t matterI am angry because when I get attacked in a mosque or at school it’s my fault
The sunrises but it cannot be seen
the grey in the sky
and the smoke in the air
She knows its time to say goodbye
she holds his hand tightly
he shakes to let her go
she relases his hand
We live in a world that takes a little bit too much advantage from us
We live in a world that expects each and every living individual to be far from perfect
Cry to the sky
Beg for a chance, a sign that he will help
Let the thunder come and strike
For what I have is none no more
It rains lukewarm tears of sadness
I pray the pain to stop
I composed my song of unspoken apologies
Echoing like the ancient lands’ mythologies
It sang of red, white, and blue,
Of thinkers, speakers, revolutionaries too.
drowning in blood
thicker than mud
spilling out pain
nothing to gain
It’s starting to rain
no place is left dry
Mother you promised me
With pinkies and wallahi’s and everything in between
You promised we would be free
Every day I wake up wanting to flee
With soundtracks of bombs and screams foreseen
Ripples of a Third World Heartbreak
My eyes will open
And I will see the vibrant yellow paint that has coated the walls of my room
Poor people struggle in bondage.
Behind a wall
Where they can do no damage,
She holds her doll.
Both animals in a cage
In their eyes a fiery rage.
All turn a blind eye;
cannot hear them weep.
The sky growls angrily
And makes the world dim
Roaring through the shaky Earth
Casting war below him
The inky waves under the reigning sky collide and crash
This is for Alan Kurdi, a three year old boy who drowned on september 2nd 2015 in the mediterranean sea,
while fleeing civil war in Syria.
Who was later coined the Little Syrian Boy.
Alan,
We still remember your name.
Bloodshed and horror, Syria is a disaster
Peace and aid, nothing could come faster
Mothers and fathers can only cope
Brothers and sisters can only hope
I felt my eyes shut tight and my hands begin to rise,
towards my ears, trying to block out the ghastly cries and
heinous shrieks of those who had
nothing more to hold on to, nothing more to try and survive for,
Change is what people think they can accomplish
Change is what people think they can bring to themselves,
Yet they can't bring it to what we call "today"
We have people dying of hunger,
I SPEAK FOR SYRIA
I lay my head on the floor
Thinking that it's too late to keep that open door
As I'm tied to a post, one whip after the other
I wonder how my life will be in another
Days wasted, in a world full of hurt
Sitting taking advantage of your right to be calm
An angel cries when a shovel hits the dirt
She makes her way around the grounds,
following birds and whistling loud,
she cherishes those sounds,
letting her know that its all safe around.
Soon enough the peace is gone,
a sudden scream,
Children writhe in agony
Mothers, fathers weep hysterically
Misery abounds
Villages frothing with violence
The worst has just begun
Confusion
Weakness
Breath quickens
“Tell me daddy, do you miss mom?
Does she come to you in dreams?
She came to mine and held out her palm,
And she was surrounded with gleams.”
“Your mommy was this life’s joy;
Another war in the name of peace
The rehearsed lie that you speak
Your deceptive words are at a peak
If you try to steal Liberty, she will make a creak
You are selected, not elected
Because we inhaled
The tainted air,
The air provided to us
By the one above,
not God
But the dictator.
The only leader we have known
In our short lives
Because we inhaled
This world's gone crazy it seems,
Everyone's wrapped up in celebrity dreams,
While just down the street, another child starves,
No one paying attention, drowned out by the sound of the cars,
Switch lanes, fast pace, different narrow streets
Different city, different veterans sleeping on concrete
Lone wolves devoured by group of carnivorous pigs
Heat-fuelled MACH, punches off the judges' wig
SHE woke upTo EXPLOSIONSbursting her earlobes …Gun shots brought her to a state of CONFUSIONAs time SLOWED Then stoppedThunder crashing, people gasping, CHILDREN cryingWhy must we WATCH themslowly Dying, fighting, HOPINGCalling out to a world tha
Stop the crying
The bleeding, shouting—
I can’t sleep.
Oily unease bubbles out
My knees grow heavy
Throat cluttered by horror, undigested
The buildings alight across the city
Actinic gargles and burps from laboratories,
Their chimneys smoking out lethal heat,
Lashing the winds with acidic whips,
Inside boil synthetics neat,
Green enough to melt your meat,
