Just recently I was walowing in fear
About the Syrian refugee crisis
I was judging these people and damning them all
From fear that was created by isis
Then I heard a true story
Of people so willing
Giving of themselves and trying
To help these poor souls
Who really have nothing
To save all these people from dieing
I remembered a time when I helped another
And my tears began falling like rain
The feelings I got from that one simple act
Was well worth the effort and pain
So now I am wanting to help these people
Because I know the feelings I'll get
From helping less fortunate people who need it
And soon the isis I'll forget