Mohammad Al-Hah Ali

You looked up to the skies Praying angels would guide your voyage… sigh Away for the brutality, of Assad and his war You escaped, brothers three in arms Loving, and wanting to build a better score Wishing peace and happiness, to bury all wars strife Dreams of an engineer filled with hope and new life The irony is that you would have to fear Some engineer before you, who let the fires Kill the poor the small and unspoken ones Assad you see appears in many forms Evil and greed often born of the same seed I only say to you and your brothers We weep for you, one and all, no one should suffer I too now, have a dream A building, beautiful, majestic and masonically tall Named after a builder who lost his future in London’s fall To the British elite who care not at all Dignity belongs to all people, no matter small or tall