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A Child From Sirya Had a Dream

A CHILD FROM SYRIA HAD A DREAM peace was his dream his dream became steam the steam became unseen on the hand of a bad regime his family was his dream playing around was his dream growing , learning was his dream feeling , loving was his dream building his home was his dream his dream was a sweet dream but his dream became unseen on the hand of a bad regime a slap & kick stopped his dream he opened his eyes on another dream this was a real dream he said this is not my dream he saw new people were not from his dream they were from someone else's dream he looked around searching for his dream all he saw injured, dying dream begging ,crying on a loud scream he cried ,he begged ,please save my dream the whole world watched that regime killing the poor boy and his dream by Hakeem omer

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Date: 7/5/2012 8:44:00 AM
Wonderful poem. :) I love the repetition and message. Keep writing! ------Ell
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