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May 2013
A Syrian boy in a pool of blood
He cried in pain calling Mom and Dad
Today, again A bomb exploded,
The entire village disappeared,
Life built with blood and tears
vanished in a split  second...
This prosperous village,
... now a barren land.
Dreams of peace is shattered,
Dead bodies are scattered,
Lifeless....
Body parts are blasted...
The whole village on fire...
A massacre...
Perhaps the Syrian boy is still alive
His parents must have battled and fought
with all their might...
Sacrificed their lives for him to survive...
Mercy him, leave this innocent child alone
God will protect this  child
Let him live to tell...
How it feels when heaven turns to hell
Where is the love we used to have?
Where is the fairness, the peacefulness in life?
Have we stopped to search  in our hearts?
Put your hand on your chest..
Feel your heartbeats  .
Feel it in your heart
Love for mankind is in everybody's heart..
Tell me if you think cruelty is still worth...
God bless this Syrian child!!
my condolence....Syria
Sharina Saad
Written by
Sharina Saad  Malaysia
(Malaysia)   
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