Syrian refugees, if this can be
Your destiny,
The unchartered route of yours
Then what to say to you,
Just for fundamentalism,
Fanaticism,
Diplomacy,
Politics and power,
Can we destroy
What it is good in us?
Syrian refugees, your caravans
I can see traversing,
Facing all the odds,
Hardships and hazards
Life can give
Or man can meet,
I can just see you passing
Exhausted with daylong travelling
In the world
Controlled by fanatics and fundamentalists
And power-driven people.
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