It is a move
without a prove
it is a run
not for fun
it is a flee
never with glee
all too soon fall and fail
yet proceed to seek bail
it is an exodus
very much in the course
Syrians walk. sail altogether
braving the tough weather
a pitiable sight to see them
looking very glum
what sins did they commit?
a suffering incredible indeed
our heart breaks into pieces
but lo! finds no peace.
