September 25, 2015

Wipe, bring back - For refugees




It's a helpeless round
How I start to write, then wipe all out
My words wouldn't do anything.
I will not wipe tears
bring back the dead 
nor will remove hurts.
I will not even feed a hungry 
will not bring a child back to his mommy

It's a hopeless situation
To know that you're not the master of your home
To follow others like I do on Instagram
Only here I wish I could press "like"

So, I'm sad 
As the demolished homes
As the scattered souls of parents
Sad for being a friend, and not being able to help
Sad for every brother and sister separated
and for that old man not being able to die in peace 







For refugees around the world. 
For Syria, my extremely helplessness

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6 comments:

  1. Heartbreaking but beautiful of course.

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    1. Heatbeeaking indeed. Thank you my old friend ;)

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  2. Oh.. myths.. you
    house truth
    and light..
    you vehicle
    and vessel
    in words
    and other symbols
    myriad to human
    feelings and
    senses..
    Oh.. heArt
    sEat of
    emotiOns
    SinG wORds
    of spiRit aGloW
    in floW
    energy
    IT IS
    of human
    KinD.. to
    growiNGmiNds
    and bodies
    in balance
    as
    LiGht
    of SoUls
    tRuth..
    no wORd
    is too
    smAll
    to
    save
    the
    entire
    human
    race...
    as every word
    is a butteRfly
    of
    GOD..:)

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  3. So sad that we cannot help more.. Though I heard that at least we can give more money so they don't have to starve in the camps..

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  4. Your words show a very sincere concern for the pain suffered by others. I feel for all the refugees and senseless deaths too but getting yourself to a place of feeling extreme helplessness serves no one including yourself. I hope you don't stay in that feeling for too long.

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  5. Enjoyed reading your comments. Thanks for taking time.
    Love S.

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