Syrian Refugees Poem by Sossi Khachadourian

Humanitarians and the preachers for the world's peace

Where had all the world gone while they must cease

While my country was and still is suffering from the ugliest war in tears

While those evils have destroyed our world snatching away our peace


They've destroyed our precious cultures

Syrian rich history which warts millions years ruined so where's the peace

The museums and the mosques

Hospitals and churches

Schools and elderly home

Historical town became ashes and fire

All the country is embedded and wrapped
the poverty

Aches and suffering have become our daily prayers

And how about those heroes who have payed their lives for the sake of their countries

Syrian martyrs they're honored heroes blessings of the God


The death surrounded us as an ugly ghost

Places and memories evaporated with my town

People leaved their homes

Their businesses as already everywhere is destroyed

No life stood here my country became a desert

No faces from the past destroyed are everywhere

My friends and neighbors all have gone away

Here is Aleppo after cruel war

How a pity that after all life time hard work they've lost everything


All they have got suffering and aches

While they have lost every precious thing they one day owned

Their safe lives that with nothing it can be measured

Leaving everything behind they one day owned

Syrian peoples became homeless refugees neglected and hated from all the world....

And the cruel war is still going on so where's the world's fair while our most simplest rights are snatched away as not!