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You the murderer

 
For Syria we mourn
All the children fleeing
Killed by the bullet
Raped by the land
In which they were born

Time has not healed
Souls in a holocaust
Stones for the masses
Words on graves
That cannot speak

You the murderer
That fling humanity across
Across death's way,
Ugly is the truth
That you spread into a child's heart

Rivers of blood stream
Fires storm furnace
Talons clutch the living
Dropping humanity into the hole
The hole of suffering

Pray for this child who flees
Her parents lay dead
Her sister is crying
Her dog is limping
Her dreams are gone

For Syria we mourn
Written by ricecake
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