Oddity God Forgive Me For Not Defending Syria More Poem by Clinton Siegle

Scary how this world without safety is to Syria.
Sad how life nets have been messed up.
Sad what the world is up to these days.
World scary messed up.

What survival is there these days o Syria?
What peace and love are here these days?
Scary are these days.
Wild unpleasant these days.

Sad are these days of Syria.
Weird are the worlds these days.

Value is added when time, the budget is spent and what is at the end is worth more.
The value of a human soul what is that worth these days.
Pleasant thoughts are these days.
Scary are these days of Syria.

Imagination what is wrong with these days o Syria?
Scary are the world population these days.
What is wrong with people these days?
Cry for the people these days.

No peace for the people these days o Syria.
Syria lost people these days.
Cry for the people these days.
Scary are allot people these days.

When rulers are mean to the people.
Tyranny rules the people o Syria.

This poet's mind is simple today o Syria.
If I like reading it, I will publish it today.
I started writing poetry month plus a few days ago.
I started with an idea to bring thoughts from ages ago.

I realize my timing is off o Syria.
I realize reality is off.
I will rationalize today.
I realize these are the end of days.

What ideas could be of harm these days, so Syria?
What social political party is winning these days?
I realize something has changed these days.
Socialism is back these days.

Hate of the people is here these days o Syria.
Something is wrong in the nation these days.

When at the end of Syria?
All I have is words to say.
Oh Help Creator forgive me today.
This is not the way to end my day.

Wild emotional ride I am sure was not part of my thoughts today.
Wild notions of how the world is evil today.
Weird how life is these days.
What is wrong with the people these days o Syria?

Forgive, forget, and move on today Syria.
That is allotted to say.
I wonder about my thoughts today.
I wonder about people these days.

Why are they changing to weirdness today of Syria?
What chemical has been inserted them today?
Why are they such wild people these days?


Is life to be more fun than punishment o Syria?
I love to be more joy than heart ache.
Is laughter to be more mirth than sadness?
Is a caring, loving, living, sharing worth more than badness?

Question a poet asks, looking for his heart about Syria.
Questions a poet asks reading through people's prose lines.