Mommy, tell me where should I go?
Our house is destructed
and I find peace no-more
The buildings have turned into dust
The nights have turned into lightening bombs
When it’s morning, I witness
the faces are full of tears falling from the eyes
Mommy, by the time it’s afternoon
I don’t find any food
I hide behind the rocks and blocks
so no one finds me soon
Slowly the night starts approaching
and I don’t find our home
So I start walking towards
your’s and dad’s tomb
After watching so much of hatred
I need some love till the dawn
The citizens of Syria are brutally killed and murdered and the whole world is busy ignoring the fact that they are humans too. So here, I’m writing on behalf of all those humans who are really praying for peace of Syria and the world. If anybody knows how an Indian can help Syria, please drop your message in the comment section below.
Ya Rehaman-O-Rahim, give them hidayah who have taken up their arms for the violence, help the people stuck in war by giving them strength and help them in maintaining peace in Syria and around the globe. Amen!