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Tuesday, September 4, 2012

The Syrians (A Poem)

Note: This morning, as soon as I rose up from bed, while our alarm clock-radio (set at six, on National Public Radio (NPR) has sounded off and started broadcasting news, I grabbed my pen and my Composition Book and started writing my thoughts at the moment. The news was about 100,000 Syrians have already fled their country to Turkey. So, this is it, The Syrians, with their plight, who deserve a life, a better future, and a home again:

The Syrians

Refugees they are
Syrians who fled their home
to Turkey and elsewhere they go
where they have no choice
but to seek freedom and peace there.

Tired they are
from conflict and chaos
in their war-torn native land
where they've spent their lives for years
only to be displaced by civil war.

What happened to their leaders
whom they respected for years?
why are they now refugees
to their homeland, without peace and order?
what happened; what went wrong?

Refugees they are now
Syrians without a home
but with dreams and a future
to start building again, and again
they hope and pray for a better life.
(c) 2012 by chris a. quilpa

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