Everyone in the Syrian Holocaust is fuel
By Tarif Youssef-Agha
Everyone in the Syrian Holocaust is fuel,
No difference between children or soldiers
Everyone is led in cold blood,
As sheep are led to the Slaughter House
All others promised to stop the butchery,
But, in the end, all promises ended as lies
Some are being killed for a moron,
Others for a Holy Caliph
And others for a lie of a Nation,
They were injected with rosy dreams
Don’t also forget those who are killed for the gas line,
The dollar, after all, is the ultimately worshiped God
The Syrians are being slaughtered in front of all worlds’ nations,
All the worlds’ nations are witnessing the butchery
In the cradle of civilizations and humanity,
Savagery is crossing all limits
The henna is the blood, the fragrance is the gun smoke,
And the perfume is the smell of dynamite
The one who survives the Holocaust, flees the country,
As emptying the country from its people is the target
Syria who welcomed all refugees in the past,
Is being rewarded by all by being stabbed in the back
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A Poem translation
(Can be shared without permission)
By Tarif Youssef-Agha
Sunday November 3, 2019
Houston, Texas