No Money Poem by Edward Kofi Louis
No Money
No money,
No relatives,
All because of the war in Syria! !
Living alone,
Underground,
Hiding from the bullets of war.
Bombs! ! !
Terrorism,
Sad News came home the same day;
Destroying your house and killing your Relatives.
Sucide bombers!
From time to time;
In Syria,
Hiding! !
Underground,
Trying to be as strong as an ox,
But, with no hope at all.
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