15 Thousand Syrians Poem by Randy McClave

You can sleep peaceful at night, the Syrians are dead
No more worries about them do you need to dread,
No more curses about them will come off your tongue
15 thousand of them, have just been hung.
Remember how you said you hated them each and all
'Keep them out of America! ', you saying this I do recall,
Unlike what you said they weren't coming here to murder or rape
From an evil government, they were just wanting to escape.
No longer will you hear them begging for you to assist
Which you never would, you just screamed and petitioned to resist,
And when they paddled their boats to land upon a distant shore
You would always shout, let that country keep the Syrian poor.
They were just seeking a better life and a helping hand
You then laughed, when from our country they were banned,
I remember every word you wrote from every sentence I read
Now God will read them all,15 thousand Syrians are dead.

Randy L. McClave