Cry with the children
Incredible times
is this a Europe
of two zero one five? !
I thought we are to treat
as life treasure
each and every child?
Is there a worse way
of treating children than
the way we are doing it today?
My children are ok
because they were born
on this side of the world
but yours should stay
beyond the walls
and face a deadly war
and bombs
just because you belong
to the other side of land,
should keep behind these walls
that we are building right now? !
Their parents are no more called Syrians
but given the name of refugee.
How on earth will we explain
such things 20 and some years later
to the grown up kids?
Elena S(*_*) ⋅ 15 October 2015
These are tough times for refugees. Thanks for your poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A touching poem, very much though provoking. Wars have no decency measures. Thanks Elena for sharing your thoughts.