A cry is heard in Syria
On her bosom, a dying child gasps for breath
From a bullet splintered throat life drips out
Flowing through her, drenching the earth
Will you Tweet it?
There is weeping in Syria
Her echo reaches out to the corners of the globe
The world’s silence shutters her hope
Her slaughtered are now infinite numbers
Maimed and gassed in thousands and more
Her tears fall on deafened ears and shortened hands
Who will Blog it?
There is a lament in Syria
A moan is heard underneath her city’s rubbles
Her belly, a bloated mass grave churns with pain
Her voice twisted in mumbles
As life hangs on threads of a miracle
Will you Facebook it?
There is a groan in Syria
She lifts her eyes to the mountaintops
Drawing strength, hope turning on and off
While we Tweet
Who will STOP it?
For today, still Syria weeps.
What will it take to wipe her tears, A knock at our door?
“If you are neutral in situations of injustice, you have chosen the side of the oppressor. If an elephant has its foot on the tail of a mouse, and you say that you are neutral, the mouse will not appreciate your neutrality.” – Desmond Tutu –
Pearl P Mashabane
pix courtesy nytimes.com