Syria ( a child’s perspective)

The powder keg blew
we were out on the street
with our olive branches
and our aching feet
some hearts were broken
but seemingly we
made our voice heard
humanity
saw retaliation
the bullets did fly
people fell down
many did die
ordinary people
people like you
people like me
wanting to do
what all people
want to just live in peace
to just see some fairness
and for war’s to cease

bombs shells and bullets
are now everywhere
and if your a child
who is also aware
of the dangers around you
what can you do
but wait to be injured
what is the view
what have you got
to live for today
what is there out there
where is the way
forward away from the blood and the war
and the sins of those warriors
covered in gore
of the banging of drums
of the frightening sound
as shells explode everywhere
in it we’re drowned
seeing a friend with her head
blown away
she was my best friend
I loved her each day
that I saw her
I loved her for
she was my all
and now she is dead
she smiled then did fall
flat on her face
so much blood everywhere
I cannot face life
and so much despair

hatred and sinfulness
blackens the sky
the screams and the ugliness
of course I ask why
I can’t comprehend all this mayhem
for I
loved my life up to now
but I now want to die

she’s gone she was taken
my sweet darling girl
I’m just 14 years old
and I want to hurl
myself off this building
and die where I fall
in the arms of the angels
who I now hear call

I cannot go on
with this life that is here
having lost my dear friend
it is very clear
I could be shot too
I could be lost
what is all about
why does it cost
so much to be living
and going to school
and eating with mummy and daddy and all
the things normal people do
why is it to be
overturned lorries
and fires constantly

I cannot go out
I cannot stay here
we don’t know what to do
there is so much fear
and I still see her face
and remember her eyes
and her soft tender hands
she was ever so wise

and they blew away
with their bullets and she
smiled just once more
as she looked at me
as her blood spurted everywhere
and she just fell
like a doll that was broken
and that’s when the Hell
I had heard of I realised
it was now here
and since that has happened
I have a tear
in my eye all the time
it just rolls on and on
I cannot I will not
accept she is gone

She was such a angel
she looked after me
what can I do now
if her I can’t see
my whole life is thwarted
this town that I knew
its trees and its sky
and the soft morning dew
and the birds in the tree tops
the flowers in her hair
and now its just mayhem
and blood everywhere