There is a genocide going on
In another land, a little East to us
There is a massacre occurring
My people are being hunted down
Murdered, like animals
And yet noone is talking about it
I find myself awake at night,
Disturbed at the sight of this ongoing pain
This ongoing onslaught of what are people,
And we call ourselves human?
Left in land that is now in disrupt
What is happening now is called a Genocide
But I don’t see it being reported
I don’t remember the last time they engrained this in our brains to remember
That the colour of brown and gold burnt alive
Has less worth than an animal on the street
They report endlessly on these celebrities idolising and obsessing
A Genocide is going on
My people are dying
They will always fight silently
We will always fight
Syria we will always fight.
Inshallah there will come a day when the colours of black Red green and white
Will wave high above our heads
With the rest of the world
Are we even human anymore?
Ya rabb. Bring peace within theiَr hearts.