My world was small but full of happiness
Life was young and flattering like a butterfly
Waking up to the bells and sweet call to prayer
From school to home life was mobile and sound
Then came revolution where people stood up
Against forceful power asserted on us
The evil leader crushed the dissent
Now wherever eye stops there are ruins and remains
The sky is no longer blue but crimson and grey
In these dark days and nights no speck of light visible
Dawn is now hard to find and no moon to view twilight
Stars have permanently hidden away from this reign
Our home was sold by so called leaders of the land
What have they gained by trading their terrestrial for control?
They sold their faith in return for feeding deception
What was achieved bombs, drones and destruction
The earth has soaked abundant blood and concealed many bodies
Enough the search for peace has exhausted many
As we attempt to cross the Mediterranean
Leaving the past hidden in the subterranean
Seeing the disguised attitude of those nations
Who have been playing politics at our every situation?
Who have launched a dozen missile attacks?
Humanity watches when we are denied entry in their acreage
That’s when the cover of sincerity is removed
Why are we accused of mere desires of a new beginning?
What can be done when hearts have turned cold?
In this war of control no one has been spared
Yet the belief of seeing a new morning is there.
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