One early morning I woke up,
things changed, I racked my brain.
No one whispered my name..
I'm a little child, cannot explain.
They came by, calm down baby
you're blessed with angels sane.
Started to realize what's happening!
in paradise think I'm with sis Jane.

With pride and disdain,
I'm going to ignore my pain.
When someone falls, I thought
one would help you get up again!
There in Syria, children gassed;
people around screamed, all in vain
No blood No tears, what a tragedy!
such wounds! we could not sustain!

Down there, friends wander in agony
nobody helps, they just complain.
Children here whisper things like,
a man to avenge us, pull the chain
I took that for a joke and laughed,
others promised time & time again!
They insist. No! This time it’s real ,
Trump vowed to make Syria Spring again.

Like parents at home, we kept dreaming,
there should be sunshine after rain.
Trump kept talking good, singing tweets
vowing to move against the grain,
Whilst behind the scenes, calling Putin;
it won't hurt, he's not Saddam Hussein !
Russians' drama goes on, drawing red lines,
Assad acting to that hollow campaign!

The truth came & falsehood came true;
mental ammunition; faulty with a drain!
A trick, we've been used to down there,
we suffered lies in that "black" reign!
But this time, we felt let down with,
stupid rockets, made "animal" human gain!
Forget our blood, forget honoring words,
pray thee, No Tweets, No offence again.

Chemicals were they, or bombs,
*******! Mist does resemble the rain!
Such a naive world who drinks blood,
the more it hurts, the more they gain
They left that Assad destroying Syria,
while they’re riding the gravy train !!
Won't forgive, Day of Judgment is coming,
Angels here unleash Hell again & again.

- #Chemical_Sighs
- Written by : Adam Nahhass
- April 23, 2018