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Aylan

I wonder, which sea is fresher?
The sea of blood which is in my country
Or the Aegean Sea is better?
Let me drown to end the story.

There I will be free.
Let the sharks eat me,
Make their feast, bring whiskey
There - all say welcome.

Maybe they all replete
Iraqis, Syrians there, are attainable
But our taste is their favorite
They will not miss me, and how would they?

There you will not hear my cry
No one to help me nor try

I will melt between their molars
You will not need to shroud me
Nor to dig a tomb.
No funeral, keep the price of coffee.

Don't be sad
Your tears are not useful,
Just ask God
To stop the war with its hell.

For years, the machine of death works
No one trys to stop it.


In my Country the Death eats all
Olds, Young, Children, Women and Men
The Rivers, the Trees not just the Soul
I can't describe our Death by Pen

You cant imagine the Death in my Country
We dont do anymore planting the Seeds
We are planting the People's bodys
North until South it is like Cemetery

Oh wet poor boy stay,
The world changes.
Aylan, the two seas
Where you had your test

So please help us to choose
And let the governments kiss your shoes.

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