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Premium Member A Brighter Tomorrow

The Western world will breathe easier when Kim Jong Un
starts the denuclearization of North Korea.
And the Russian dictator Vladimir Putin gives
Ukraine back its lost peninsula of Crimea.

There will be celebrations worldwide when Israel
and Palestine stop the hate and settle their dispute.
And the constant threat of war is no longer looming,
for both nations' right to exist is deemed absolute.

The world will breathe easier when Bashar al-Assad
ends his civil war and finally leaves Syria.
And the militant Islamist group Boko Haram
stops raping girls and is driven from Nigeria.

Democracy will win when President Donald Trump
is exposed and reduced to a political quirk.
And global warming's threat is taken seriously,
so the fate of our planet is not left to guesswork.


(Quatrain)


June13, 2018
Form: Quatrain


Premium Member The Syrian Devil

Children lie dying
Punished for waking up one more day
In unbearable heat, in a dirty war
They have no Generals
To defend them
From the evils of men
They have no advocates for peace
All the gods seem to be sleeping
As so many infants weep, into deathly silence
They exist no more
Good men take no action
As evil men fight for more blood
We must stand up to the horrors
And give breath to those too weak to stand
We must march on in honor and face the faceless
Who wish harm to all with good will
Sadness created by Assad
For many a year
Infants give only love
Can we not promise them?
Shoofakboukra?
Marhaba



Shoofakboukra = We will see you tomorrow
Marhaba = God is Love

Inspired not only by recent events, but by interviews with people who at the time were children playing with unexploded phosphorus bombs dropped by the Syrian regime in Lebanon.

Premium Member The Annals of History

Review the annals of history
   Murder upon murder you'll see

Start with Adam and Eve's son, Cain
   Who murdered his brother Abel in vain

Then there's Moses, the saintly lawgiver
   Who murdered an Egyptian taskmaster and shivered

The greatest of playwrights, Shakespeare, didn't hedge his bets
   He wrote of murder in 'Julius Caesar,' 'Macbeth' and 'Romeo & Juliet'

What of Abe Lincoln's assassin, Mr. John Wilkes Booth?
   His name lives all these years later, verily and forsooth

There's Lee Harvey Oswald, shot JFK -- ended Camelot
   Else his name wouldn't be worth a pee in a pot

Can't forget the serial killers, whose souls are damned:
   Richard Speck, John Wayne Gacy, Son of Sam
 
Not to mention the 'iconic' socialists you all know:
   Lenin, Stalin, Hitler, Mao, and Idi Amin also
   
In this century you don't have to rack your brain
   We've had Osama bin Laden, Bashar Assad, Sadam Hussein...

As for 'professionals,' Bonnie & Clyde are your bank robbers
   And how about ('Scarface') Al Capone for a celebrity mobster?

So, you want your name to be ever remembered?
   Just commit a few murders: Behead and dismember!
Form: Couplet

The Middle East

The Middle East 

When the persecuted became persecutors 
chaos followed; what a mess the Middle East is
Both sides of the conflict like killing one other
up pops more fanatics with eager knives
If you are an Arab Christian, your life is short
if you are a Muslim, they will give you the key
to London and the neighboring locals 
Is there such a being as a Christian Jew?
There are Orthodox Jews, men with braided
hair, wearing black hats and dark suits
round glasses make them look scholarly
Their women stay in the background when
on their back, giving birth to yet another
anti-war Jew    
In Syria, Assad has fled, prisons are emptying
people are jubilant, but hang on, prisons will
be full again of the new regime's enemies 
I read, but can it be true, that the Saudis are the Jews
of antiquity; one can say they love money 
and kill their opponents, whether in an embassy 
or in a café eating lamb chops 
In the meantime, we ask ourselves, will Syria be
Afghanistan, where women get beaten for showing
not a leg, but a pale face of suffering 
All is not lost,
 the Syrians in Sweden and Germany
are heading back to their homeland 
For S and G, a burden lifted
© Jan Hansen  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Damascus

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"DAMASCUS"



There is no collaboration in War
Poison winds and bullets
The fallout from a silent bomb that arrives out of nowhere
Lives left dead and damaged in the rubble
Line's drawn
Zip code
Zip locked
A Child's Tears
A Mother's Face
A blood running river silent scream
An absent State of Grace
A pointed loaded gun
Homeless nowhere to run 
The enemy could be close
those you know
havoc reeking destruction
A pointed loaded gun

Another's War
Damascus

(Lovejoy-Burton/2018 Feb)


1. 
https://www.dailystar.co.uk/news/latest-news/605359/syria-nuclear-world-war-3-bible-prophecy-damascus-armageddon-donald-trump-vladimir-putin

2.
https://www.hrw.org/news/2018/01/11/syria-children-under-attack-damascus-enclave

3.
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/2018/02/20/children-among-dead-71-killed-assad-regime-bombardment-eastern/

4.
https://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Isaiah+17

5.
https://www.youtube.com./watch?v=fduyWFQ-JXg


Why France

France gave America the Statue of Liberty,
In 1865, from Edouard de Laboulaya, his act;
It begot Joan of Arc who insisted that,
Nationality bet religion as a matter of fact.

The Free French were renown in WW II, 
For an innate determination which alit,
The will of those sinking around them,
For the democratic heart that was split.

It produced Thomas Piketty with his book Capital,
Which called for a global tax of all richer states,
To redistribute income for egalitarianism,
For freedom and for the poverty liberation straits.
 
The death of Jihadi John set it all off,
As he was the symbol of the Islamic State,
Most definitely and without reservations,
He was the one with the credal slate. 

But France today has an interventionist policy,
In Syria, and is the most vocal nation of all,
Insisting that President Assad needs to go,
To enable free democracy to stand tall.

In 2010 Qatar, an Arab state with oil and gas,
Won the bid to host the 2022 FIFA World Cup;
When a UK government employee questioned this,
In November 2014, he caused a very real hiccup.

France was said to have validated Qatar,
To chief Sepp Blatter who was eventually removed;
I can’t dismiss that Qatar would have reciprocated,
With gifts of money for the French to be proved.

With some of Qatar’s money, flowing and free,
France would’ve strengthened its foreign policy,
Doubled its presence in Syria, or even tripled it,
With the USA and others following likewise - oui.

So the French people’s ability to fight ISIS,
Is important to Syrian Islamists who are fully aware,
That the size of an army determines its success,
Thus Qatar’s allegiances are ISILs concern to beware.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member 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

Premium Member Three Stars Over Syria

Sic semper tyrannis thus always to tyrants.  Rebel rebel rebel !  Storms of rebellion topple his brutal regime capture the capital, Damascus liberation celebration.  His brutal regime…millions fled for their lives while squashed beneath his iron fist thousands flee who stood by him as his subject's writhe and perish ‘neath chemicals unleashed.  Luxury, an extensive car collection rarest of Ferrari’s, Lamborghini Diablo and Rolls-Royce there in his obscenely opulent palace while nine out of ten live in destitute fleet discovered models of his choice. His brutal regime new-found freedom explores an opulent residence torture chambers crumble, captive return to your loved ones as rebels seize the nation’s reigns asylum granted to an ousted leader.  Bashar al-Assad in Moscow Assad has fled his country  

see how it settles
upheaval with no clear path~
‘tis heaven or hell?
© I Am Anaya  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Haibun

Syria My Lovely

Syria, my lovely 

 Asma al-Assad, the wife of the president in Syria
  her crime is to be married to Bashir al- Assad.
 Since the president of Syria is sitting pretty, they had to find a softer target hence his wife.
Hadn´t she defended the Syrian army, said they were brave
they must be after ten years of war?
Remove her British citizenship, and we shiver by the thought.
There was an insurrection, and it was crushed.
It could have stopped there if the west had not meddled and
American bombs terrorized the civilian population.
This endless war many Syrians fled, who can blame them?
NATO, too, got involved, this dangerous beast full of generals looking for a fight.
any action, as long it has a pre-fix, “democracy.”
Assad´s chemical attack on the civilian population, surely a war crime.
A Canadian reporter said it didn´t happen, it staged by the white helmets, and no one was reported dead.
The lady reporter had upset the narrative, was sent home in disgrace and now covers handball matches in Seven Rivers.
I Denmark they are sending the Syrians back they say it is safe, they will be safe if the west will stop interfering
© Jan Hansen  Create an image from this poem.

Death In Syria

Slaughter in Syria by the pound
                  The rebels take their place under ground
                  Shell shocked children in a school of fire
                 Assad revels in his twisted desire.
                  The armies of the Bear unleash their goods
              Assad  taking his anger to the neighborhoods.
                 A world in sorrow a place of death
                   the people of Syria take their last breath.
                 The world is a stage in a tyrannical flood
                  the smell of death the rivers of blood.
                The flight from horror is a fanciful dream
                 for the people of Syria nights filled with screams.
                 The leaders of tomorrow should now take heed
                 for the rebel in the streets are a different breed.
                 They die for their country they die for what's right
                  they cry out for their freedom to the Heavenly light.
                 What will be the outcome in a future so bleak ?
                   for peace and love is all they seek .

                                                By Larry Hays  
                                                                                                 copyright  ©
© Larry Hays  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Epic

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