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Array ( [sid] => 176861 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Syria's children.... [time] => 2013-09-14 23:41:10 [hometext] => Saw a short film covering the Syrian children [bodytext] => The Syrian children are fleeing their homeland,
becoming refugees of war.
Soon to be recognised,
as the ones calling out:

O world you play such ratched games of war,
but we are calling out to you:
No more war games on our behalf,
for do you not hear our cry for peace?

Do our hearts not bleed,
amidst this tragedy?
Are our tears invain,
as the world hits us with everything it's got.

Can you not see,
it is your tragedy too?
Are we not all flesh and blood,
made of the same stuff?

Our unwinding fate,
will bring you up to speed.
Of humanity's future,
as we meet one way or the other.

Should you not bother,
because we live far far away?
A different land,
a different background.

But still flesh and bones,
who can get hurt.
So our heart is calling out,
to the world at large:

Show your spirit,
cause our faith is intertwined.
And any indifference toward us,
will come back to hunt you.

So do you care about us,
as if we we're your own children.
Then be brave enough to take a stand,
back in your own homeland.

Let the world know,
war games will cost us all dearly.
Even when you just see it on television,
or are in the middle of it.

But most of all,
know this.
Those that remain indifferent to the fate
of any child anywhere.

Is worse then the most bloodthirsty soldier,
fighting on the battlefield.
At least their honest enough,
to take a stand in this.

Unlike those that remain indifferent,
which is saying:
i hold no value in life dear enough,
to stand up for the children of war....

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Syria's children....

Contributed by Boomvader on Saturday, 14th September 2013 @ 11:41:10 PM in AEST
Topic: Event

The Syrian children are fleeing their homeland,
becoming refugees of war.
Soon to be recognised,
as the ones calling out:

O world you play such ratched games of war,
but we are calling out to you:
No more war games on our behalf,
for do you not hear our cry for peace?

Do our hearts not bleed,
amidst this tragedy?
Are our tears invain,
as the world hits us with everything it's got.

Can you not see,
it is your tragedy too?
Are we not all flesh and blood,
made of the same stuff?

Our unwinding fate,
will bring you up to speed.
Of humanity's future,
as we meet one way or the other.

Should you not bother,
because we live far far away?
A different land,
a different background.

But still flesh and bones,
who can get hurt.
So our heart is calling out,
to the world at large:

Show your spirit,
cause our faith is intertwined.
And any indifference toward us,
will come back to hunt you.

So do you care about us,
as if we we're your own children.
Then be brave enough to take a stand,
back in your own homeland.

Let the world know,
war games will cost us all dearly.
Even when you just see it on television,
or are in the middle of it.

But most of all,
know this.
Those that remain indifferent to the fate
of any child anywhere.

Is worse then the most bloodthirsty soldier,
fighting on the battlefield.
At least their honest enough,
to take a stand in this.

Unlike those that remain indifferent,
which is saying:
i hold no value in life dear enough,
to stand up for the children of war....

Copyright © Boomvader ... [ 2013-09-14 23:41:10]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: Syria's children.... (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 15th September 2013 @ 03:24:26 AM AEST
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we, you them, us, coming up, looking back from ourselves, raising forward any future for our own, I know we don't work together enough. We know this is sadly so true.
The refugee, lost with no home, escaping certain death, no place safe enough to go. We can't manipulate, we can't dictate just how this world should join together with diplomacy, common sense, this is too often what "we" hear them say.
I believe they are wrong.
Use the truth in the UN. Confront the facts, do not manipulate.
Your poem is so much about how we all feel, lost, like we should just forget or look the other way.
We Should Not!

Peace!

Re: Syria's children.... (User Rating: 1 )
by mvvenkataraman on Thursday, 19th September 2013 @ 09:35:07 AM AEST
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War is a devilish curse
It makes matters worse

War will destroy peace
Bliss for all will cease

War will cause calamity
All will lose equanimity

In case children die
Shame to the Sky

A black-mark to God
Is His mind really broad?

A very thoughtful poem
Life is turning cumbersome.

mvvenkataraman

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